Said my husband, about a rusty, torn umbrella that has been collecting dust in the breeze way for about three years.
We. Have. Four. Other. Umbrellas.
We have stacks and stacks of shit he is going to fix, one day, when he has time. Not to mention cardboard boxes filled with jars, bottles, and containers for "storage." Which he's going to sort and label and fill. One day. When he has time.
Posted Nov 6, 2018, 7:49 PM UTC
Haha I just throw stuff out when he isn't home. Just like I do with the kids. When asked I shrug my shoulders and say nope haven't seen it.
My husband had a whole bunch of UFC fights on DVD. Like, an entire moving box full. I would stare at them, annoyed, daily. But he refused to get rid of them, even though he never watched them. So, one day, I packed them all up and put the box somewhere but didn't say anything to him. When we moved house two years later, I quietly put the box in our dumpster. Guess what I have not heard one single thing about?
My SO (and his brother actually) are such hoarders too. I swear they trade useless junk that they’re “going to fix” back and forth. If he starts a sentence with, “My brother found a...” the response is an automatic no.
This is my father in law.
My grandfather's garage is jam packed with 60+ years of hoard/potential projects. He passed almost a year ago. We're a bit frightened to try to clear it out, we think the hundreds of peanut butter jars filled with nuts and bolts and odds and ends are keeping the garage from collapsing in on itself 🤣
I was dusting today and I pulled everything out of the TV stand to get all the nooks and crannies.
I found a copy of office XP 🙄
I took a picture and sent it to him, "this is how I know you can't throw anything away"
I've taken to assigning dates to things in my phone calendar. You want to keep three old laptops and five old phones because you're going to turn them into some kind of epic media rig? Well, you've been saying that for years so now you have a deadline of six months before I throw them out."
I'm not quite that blunt about it when I propose it. He generally finds it quite reasonable.
Oooh, I love that idea.
I do this with skips. Every 6 months I hire a skip and I tell him any half done projects are going in lol
Speaking as someone who has at least fifteen or twenty computers in her garage which can't go to recycling until SOMEONE removes all the hard drives and physically destroys them (or at least removes and sets the hard drives aside) - and who SOMEONE has decided that I am the one who must do that - I feel your pain.
He's got a job again, thank god, but he was unemployed from February until this past Monday and it was still my job. The last time I tried cleaning out the garage, I was pregnant with my firstborn and found boxes with tons of mousedroppings - and he was pissed I hadn't gone through every box individually and was throwing away the stuff in them. Like that unopened can of WD-40! Never mind it was in that box with the chewed-up pillows and visible mouse poop, never mind that I was at the time six or seven months pregnant (by IVF, after a miscarriage, no less), why didn't I go rooting around in the mouse poop?
I'm still salty about that, but I'm not fucking touching the garage any time soon.
My husband isn't so bad about things he's going to fix, but he gets guilt over throwing certain things away. Cardboard, electronics, batteries, paint cans, styrofoam, packing paper. I researched the proper way to dispose of everything and now I get the honor of driving all around to 10 different places. He doesn't get that sweet feeling of relief after dropping a load at goodwill. I adore that feeling so that's my reward!
Oh my gosh!
Our city stopped recycling styrofoam three years ago. Do you know what I found in cardboard boxes crammed into the linen closet?
All. The. Styrofoam.
Our sheets live in an old wastebasket in a corner of the bedroom.
Apparently there is a yearly recycling pick up in a town about an hour away. We are just hoarding all the styrofoam until then.
I tell my husbands that "would haves" don't count. Oh, yes, you "would have" remembered to take out the trash, but you wouldve done it at 8am and made us all late. Intentions don't count.
Solidarity.
My husband had the patience and skill to fix almost anything, but he just doesn’t have the time. I’ve started just tossing anything that will be relatively easy to replace if I can’t fix it myself.
Just roll your eyes and keep throwing shit away. Men are natural hoarders and sometimes it’s better to just do it and let them pout. They’ll get over it 😂
It's nuts.
Like, we are still sleeping with a holey K-mart blanket on our bed. That my husband had in college. In the fucking 90s.
That he is going to patch. One day. When he has time.
My husband says the same shit. Our daughters bio mom destroyed his pajama pants. All of them. All of them had holes and were cut. He was still wearing them when we got together FIVE YEARS LATER. Guess what no longer exists in my household...
I legit threw away pretty much all his clothes, blankets, pillows, etc. basically everything except his PlayStation and tv. We’ve been using my stuff that I bought new when we got pregnant the first time last year 😂😂
He’s still butthurt. Nothing putting my boobs in his face can’t solve tho 🤷♀️