The nesting phase of pregnancy has finally arrived and I’ve been trying to get the house cleaned and organized so we can start on a nursery. That means Jon is going to have to put up with more OCD behavior than normal. I already rush to make the bed when he gets up in the morning, usually to discover that he was only going to the bathroom and was planning on crawling back in bed. I like the bed made. What can I say?
Now I’m hiding his clothes in all kinds of crazy places… like the bedroom… and dresser drawers. I noticed him walking aimlessly around the living room the other night.
Me: Are you looking for your pajama pants?
Jon: Yeah.
Me: They’re in the bedroom.
Jon: But I left them on the couch.
Exactly.
Then…
Jon: Do you know where my wool socks are?
Me: Yeah, they’re in your sock drawer.
Jon: Well, what are they doing in there- not making any sense?
Me: Do you mean, ‘why aren’t they on the couch?’
Jon: Yeah.
It must be hard living with a crazy wife.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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4 comments:
Sigh. I call my husband's "dresser" the Floordrobe. Because that is where everything ends up eventually.
I love it. Now, what do we call a bed that is used as a closet/dresser?
Define OCD: Over 50--old. cranky. demented; Thirty- something Pregnant Wife--one cute dork. Carry on!
I can totally relate to this!! Just about every morning I hear Ray wrestling around looking for something while I'm still lying in the bed. I'll murmur "they are in the closet... or hanging on the shoe rack...or folded in your drawer. He always seems surprised!
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