A am sitting on the couch having a quiet giggle to myself but also feeling mildly PO'ed with DH at the moment.
He is busy doing a super detailed clean of my car at the moment (which is a good thing) but his attitude really needs some cleaning up itself.
He keeps coming in and out of the house all huffy and annoyed that my car is in the state it's in.
It's mostly clean, but yes there are crumbs and sand and bits of fluff trapped between the seats and the console. Yes there are some very small scuff marks on the door flour trim and in the boot.
To hear him carry on though (I had a comment about I should just have a dump truck so I can trash it any way I like and it won't matter) you would honestly think there was 5 years of Maccas rubbish ground into the carpet and gouge marks throughout it and worse!
I do occasionally clean it. More often than not he does, as he finds it relaxing (strange man
) but I certainly don't treat it like a dump truck!
I do see it more as a convenience than a prized possession however, but he sees it the other way abs gets all shirty and grumpy whenever he does a clean. Me I would take it and get it detailed occasionally by a third party, but he insists in doing it himself. Oh and the automatic car wash is the devils tool according to him!
Clearly he is expecting me to treat it according to his standards rather than my own. This really annoys me, as I for instance place a much higher value on a well cooked, nutritious meal than he does, and will spend a fair amount of time preparing nice meals for us, but yet if I were to whinge and moan when he serves me beans on toast for dinner (on the rare occasion he does make dinner) it would be WWIII for sure!
So do you think it's fair to judge others based on the standards we set for ourselves?