The present Mrs Hughes has two minor irritations - both connected -
she will converse with me when I am in another room / another part of the house, so i can hear her talking, but not what she is saying.
She will call me from elsewhere, and by the time I have moved into an area where she can hear me when I reply, say five-ten seconds, she will have called at least twice more.
No biggie - not compared with what she would list for me - she'd be here all day!
slamming down the toilet seat
blowing his nose loudly
brushing his teeth in the kitchen
generally just being noisy
going to be early and switching off the lamp so I have to read by torchlight when I come to bed
her filthy smoking
sleeping within 1/2 hr after begging for me to put on a dvd
over-obsessive cleaning
drinking the glass of beer i just poured after refusing
Putting the television on when we are in bed, leaving it on and sleeping on the controls.
Having bouts (only bouts) of fastidious tidiness so that I get some clean clothes out to put on when I get out of the shower and by the time I have showered, the clean clothes have gone.
The most irritating is his terrible memory. I can tell him something and 10 minutes later he has forgotten the conversation.
Oh and he is a TERRIBLE driver for road rage. Not only that, he is a terrible passenger. Last time I drove I ended up stopping the car, getting out and yelling "one more Fluffing word from you and I shall never drive this car again".
Mine is extremely pleased if they are long ones and overjoyed if they are multi-toned in sound. Anyone would think he was in his teens, the silly sod is 40!
hahahaha. yeah i know! he will be all snuggled up watching a film with me and then i see him smile then just fart, i mean, i know you cant hold it in but at least try and make it a silent one! then he does a childish giggle. the odd time ive had him wooft it towards me.