I Don’t Love My Husband All The Time

I love my husband, I swear I do, I just don’t love him all the time. I mean you don’t just spend 15 years with someone and not find them annoying, right? It’s as if all my hard work to train him has failed. I worked so hard on that training too. He’s your average man – He’s great, but he has his faults.

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He throws his clothes in front of the laundry hamper or leaves them in the bathroom. Occasionally he’ll fling them across the room with his foot, which just gets them further from the hamper. Why is putting your dirty clothes in the hamper so hard? I even one time didn’t pick them up off the floor for a week and didn’t wash them because they weren’t in the hamper. He didn’t care at all.

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He can’t find anything ever. You know how the story goes – he opens the fridge or cupboard to look for something and can’t find it anywhere. Here I come, lo and behold there it is right where it always is. This morning he couldn’t find his phone. The phone he brought into the living room and had no idea he brought it with him.

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He never helps get the kids ready, but always expects us to be ready on time. Granted our kids are 8 and 13, they can pretty much get themselves ready, but something always needs done. My son needs bribed to wear pants and my daughter needs her hair brushed. I take twice as long as everyone to get ready, but he never helps and always blames me for being late. Just help out a little, dang.

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He never picks up after himself or cleans anything. His idea of cleaning is moving crap around the garage, as if it even makes a difference. Literally in the last 15 years he’s done the dishes maybe 10 times, which I’m thankful for. That’s not even once a year for every year we’ve been together. He leaves his pop bottles in our bedroom or on the counter. He doesn’t make anything easier after I’ve worked all day either. I still get to come home and clean.

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He doesn’t remember anything ever. I will tell him about a birthday party we have to attend multiple times a week in advance. Then I’ll remind him it’s this weekend and he swears I never mentioned it. He forgets what we needed from the store after I told him on his way out the door. He never calls though, just comes home saying “damn.” Really, really? Who forgets light bulbs.

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He snores. Not like most people snore. He sounds like a freight truck. He could wake the whole neighborhood if the window was open. I don’t sleep because it’s so loud and I have no idea how the kids do. I now understand why couples sleep in separate rooms after they’ve been together for so long. It’s been so tempting lately.

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Through it all though, there’s so much to love about him. He gets me coffee on the weekend. stops by the store on his way home at 3am. He cooks a majority of the time. He helps with the kids math homework so I don’t have to. He makes me breakfast. Yells at the kids via text when he’s at work and I’m overwhelmed. He’s an awesome dad to our kids. He makes me smile when I’m sad. Makes me laugh all the time. It really is the little things that make it all worth it.

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I realize this makes him sound like a terrible man, but for every little thing that drives me nuts, there’s 100 things I love about him. You don’t spend half your life with someone and basically grow up with them and not find things you hate about them. People are imperfect creatures. Even on the worst days, the best days, and everything in between, I love him, just not all the time.

Published by Ky

I'm a mom of 2 beautiful kiddos. I love to write and was inspired by a close friend to interview moms and share the good, the bad, and the ugly of motherhood. Email us to share your good, bad, sad, inspiring, or funny story. You may just be featured on our blog and Facebook page.

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