This is supposed to be a link up with Poppy over at Funny or Snot for a WTF? moment. However, I am technologically illiterate and can’t get the button to work.
My What The Frick? moment for today has to do with this:
To the untrained eye it probably does not look like much. Just some random crap that was left on the floor.
To me it represents the one trait my husband has that makes me want to kill him.
He keeps stuff.
He keeps useless, worthless crap. He keeps it in stupid, inconvenient, and irritating places.
The stuff in this picture is from the sleeping pad that he purchased a month ago. He used the pad when we went backpacking over Memorial Day and then again last week while he was playing Army.
The remnants of the packaging are still on the floor in the corner of our room.
I am 100% positive that he does not even see them. Unless I were to move them, then he would ask me where they were a thousand times until I stopped whatever it was I was doing to get them for him.
He will not pick them up unless I threaten to leave him, or worse, invite my mother to live with us.
I’m slightly neurotic. He knew that when he married me.
Going to bed each night, knowing that crap is still on the floor makes me want to smother him in his sleep.
No jury would convict me.