Seems daft now

DH will make a drink and is able to open a number of kitchen cupboards in the process,each one is then left open. The usual request of “that could be potentially dangerous,dear” got nowhere. I have perfected the art of flouncing in and flipping them shut in quick succession,as loudly as possible. Very satisfying.

Fishpie...oooh, you are awful...but I like you!

GrandmaKT I insist on always doing the packing for holidays as the only time that DH packed ( for a holiday in Spain) when I was physically unable to do it one year, he forgot to pack any pants or bra’s ( despite my giving him a list) and both pairs of my sandals.
We had to find shops the minute we got there!

I remember a friend who used to clean the bathroom sink and bath with her DH’s face flannel when angry with him.

It wasn’t me, honest!

Mapleleaf well said
Bathsheba, I gave DH one of those leather cases for his 21st birthday. he still has it, but it is in his bedside cupboard, unused. Ahh, memories. By the way, he will be 80 next year

DH used to take his tie off as soon as he got in from work every day, roll it up and put it on a shelf in the sitting room. By the end of the week there be 5 ties all nearly rolled and lined up! Can't remember now who used to put them away. Always left his outdoor shoes by the back door, ready to slip on if he needed something from the garage, and ready for someone to trip over! Wish he was still here to do it...

My husband wears double socks and if they end up in the wash still double they get washed and dried that way. I also get very annoyed about shirt sleeves - as well as shirts being half inside out.............or is it outside in.............?! There's another discussion!

When my boy/girl twins were 18 I got so fed up with their ever increasing overflowing wash baskets (they were supposed to deal with their owning laundry) that I bundled all the washing into black bin liners - there were 5 in total - and took them to the launderette for service washing! When I got home I told them if they wanted their clothes back they had to go to the launderette and pay to get them back!!! It cost them just over £50 between them ???

My DH wears long sleeved t shirts and always takes them off so that one sleeve is inside out. I have asked him repeatedly to not do this, pointing out that I'm going to be dead soon so my time is too precious to spend sorting out his shirts, all to no effect. Now I wash them and return them to his wardrobe. He doesn't seem to notice. Also socks taken off so they are rolled up in a ball are washed and returned to his sock drawer, but he's never commented on this.

I use to pick up ally sons stuff that was lying around, open his bedroom door and just throw it in and then close the door. Did the trick. My husband, well he has a habit of having little and sometimes big piles of stuff to sort out and these piles would be on the floor in the bedroom. So now I have changed sides in bed so his stuff is out of sight when you come into the bedroom and I only vacuum up to the his rubbish as I call it. He was like it when we married so why try to change him. Hope this makes sense.

My ex used to spend a vast amount of his wages on his friends down the pub each week so never had any money to pay into the household except for the one bill he had his name on. One day I got fed up with this and changed all the household bills into his name which made him furious. After a huge row, I woke up to find all the electricity off and upon investigation I found the main fuse had been removed to "save" electricity. I put it back in and as I left for work I switched on every light and electrical appliance I could find and made sure I wasn't the first home. He was apoplectic.
Needless to say, we got divorced shortly after.

I would not know where to start with the things my husband does that annoy me and I annoy him as I am untidy when working in the kitchen, whilst he is very tidy.

Shirts still buttoned, wash and iron then like that. If it is winter and he wears a jumper over his shirt, just iron the collar. Rolled up socks, chuck them in as they are.

My ex used to undress and leave his dirty clothes piled up on the floor next to his side of the bed. At first I used to pick them up and wash them but eventually got fed up and started kicking them all under the bed. One day he asked me where all his clothes were and I said look under the bed. After that he never left dirty laundry at the side of the bed - it went straight into the laundry basket.

shirt sleeves rolled up , buttons fastened and inside out ...every day for forty years . Now he's retired its tee shirts and fleeces instead

Pants! My husband "rolls" them down his legs to take them off. For years I would then have to unroll them to wash them. Finally got fed up and started washing and returning them to his drawer rolled up. He finally got the message and for the most part they are now unrolled before they go in the laundry basket.
Socks used to be a variety of inside out/bunched up but since buying those clips to pair them up for washing they are now always unrolled and right way out, neatly clipped together before entering the basket. Don't know why he couldn't have managed that for the previous 27 years pre clips!

I used to feel the same in the past when I found all the sweaty socks thrown into the laundry basket all in a tight ball. By the time it came for the washing to be done they had all dried into a nasty smelling lump, and had to virtually be prised apart before washing. I told them (husband and son) if they wanted fresh socks every day they needed to stop rolling them into a ball, but put them in the basket properly. This worked for a week or two, then went back as before, so I started to put the smelly socks to one side in another container. When they got down to virtually the last clean pairs and were looking for the rest of their socks I reminded them of the conversation we had had previously. They finally got the message when I said they could buy themselves replacements or wash them themselves.

Anything that my kids were asked to put away and didn't got put at the bottom of the stairs, anything still there the next morning (they all went that way to bed!) was put in the bin. They soon learnt that if they wanted to keep something it had to be put away!!!

What future is there when you read this thread and just about every one of the comments rings true, lol!

When I complain about coins ruining the washing machine, it seems it was supposed to be my job to go through the pockets of trousers in the basket

Main bathroom? How many do you have?

My sons do their own laundry and better than their wives, I might add. From the ages of 16, all mine have done their own laundry (not bedlinen)
My ex had his done for him whilst working abroad and at home it was sent to a valeting/laundry service.
I would never pick up my family's clothes and that was made clear from the start, that's why none have ever been relegated to the floor or chairs. No soggy bath-towels either. I ran a tight ship. Setting out a few rules at the start means that everything runs smoothly.

With me it’s the shopping. We both go to the supermarket, come home, lug everything out of the car and into the kitchen then he goes and sits down in his armchair leaving muggings here to sort the bags out and put everything away. I have moaned, but get told “I’ll do it in a minute, after I’ve had a sit down” but I can’t just leave it - the frozen stuff needs to go in the freezer. Men! Hah! ?

One day your DH may not be there and you may then wish like me and many others that his socks were still being left on the floor, toilet inners not thrown away and many other trivial little things..... yes, it can be frustrating but so missed!!! Yesterday we would have celebrated our 22nd Wedding anniversary (2nd marriage for both of us) I have now been a widow for as long as we were married and still miss all his annoying little habits.

When we first got married we lived for a year with my in-laws and my lovely m-i-l did the washing. When we moved to our own home my husband used to complain that I didn't starch his shirts like his Mum used to do. We never starched my Dad's shirts as he said it was itchy! I bought a box of Robin Starch, made it up in a bucket and dunked everything of his in the wash in it. Underpants, socks, ties, shirts, trousers - they all got soaked in the starch and then ironed. I hung them up in his wardrobe (they practically hung themselves up they were so stiff). He never mentioned starching his shirts again.