Whenever we have a social event to go to, my husband and I are almost always late. Why are we late? Well, it’s because one of us changes our clothes numerous times – indecisive and unsatisfied. You might be thinking that person is me because I’m the girl, after all and isn’t that what girls do? We put on one outfit, discard that one and try another then another then another…only to end up in the original outfit 45 minutes later while our guys sit patiently waiting (or, more likely, impatiently waiting) while constantly checking their watches and simultaneously watching the game or surfing the internet or tinkering with tools. Yeah, that’s the stereotype.
But since this blog is called My Husband is Annoying you already know that’s not how it works in our household, don’t you? I don’t even really need to tell you that my husband is the one who takes forever to get ready, do I? Well, I’ll tell you anyway. Last week we were going to visit family for Christmas and we had a train to catch. So I get ready and in my usual routine, put on whatever fits and is clean. Then I sit down to wait. And wait. And wait. My husband will try on about 5 different outfits, in all different sweater/jeans combinations. And (hooray!) just when I think he’s decided…he changes his mind once again. And when he finally gets his outfit nailed down, you’d think we were done, right? Uh, no. Then he’s got to work on the hair. The whole time, I’m glaring at him and pointing at the clock but I’m pretty sure that he doesn’t even notice me.
Inevitably, we end up practically running to the train station where we either miss or just make the train. Every single time. Who knew that men could be such…girls?