My dear husband and I have been married for almost 17 years. It's a typical marriage...ups, downs, kids, stress, happiness, good times and bad. No big complaints thus far.
However, we are in the process of moving, and I'm on the verge of killing him. We have moved 3 times before, and I did most of the packing, etc. It was a pain in the a$$, but I had a method, and it got done. This move is proving to be a bit different-he's helping. (Not really)
Our new home is ready to move in, but I haven't had the time to clean it yet. He keeps telling me the carpets were just cleaned, and yesiknowthat, but I am not moving in to someone elses dirt! He just doesn't get it. Honey, go to work, and let me do the cleaning/ packing/moving. Yes, I will probably bitch about it, but I will like you SO MUCH BETTER! Ugh!!