Can Your Man Listen?

Just when I thought things were getting boring or less annoying things like this happen. 

I'm a woman.  I'm a wife.  I'm a mother.  You add this together and you come up with nag...apparently.  I tend to err on the side of neat and clean while Steve is the opposite.  He claims no one can ever possibly be "Kerry" clean but I disagree; argument for another time.

The other difference is I know I can't focus unless I'm looking at the person talking and if they are going to talk for long you are going to have a very spaced out looking Kerry 30 minutes in.  That is my max.  I can, however, multitask like a champ.  Steve...cannot. 

This is an ongoing argument.  He claims he is listening but he isn't and usually an argument breaks out.  Today didn't end in the usual way.

Having a snow day threw me off my game and I was desperately  trying to get a few things done for work before Steve left.

I am going to insert a photo here.

When I left the bedroom to find Steve there was only the basket on the chair....NOTHING ELSE.  I asked Steve to get the girls and in the basket on the chair were their undergarments and socks.  Please everyone get theirs out and put them away.  I put all the clothes away already.


That was it.  Simple task.  When I walked in I knew that the pile on the floor was the dirty clothes.  How did I know that?  Because I had been putting them in the hamper for 2 days as I found them on the floor.

This was amazing to me so I went into the office and asked Steve what he thought I said.  He thought I asked him to dump the dirty clothes on the floor by the basket.

Why would I ask you to do that? I have never in my life asked something like that.  I always carry the hamper to the laundry room.  Whatever!  And the kicker was how he left the hamper.

Was it really that difficult to put back on? In this instance I was glad for his "laziness" as I had my hands full putting the dirty clothes back:)

So as it stands he can't multi-task and he doesn't listen and now I have proof....BOOYA!!