15 Comments on Ladies! If your man works hard on a project…
Nah, we just waiting for the next tasking.
One who has been trained…..
“Does this uneven drywall make me look stupid?”
Doesn’t this antique neon Hamms Beer Sign look awesome in the dining room? Honey? …Honey?
Jay Leno had a great standup routine about this. He said that even if he merely changed a doorknob he’d say to his wife, “Honey, get a couple of lawn chairs and take a look at this!”
Mr. Z knows when to pick up the phone and call in the guy that can do the job. Honey Bun, thanks for calling the plumber, roofer, carpenter, tile guy, Manuel Labor. Senor Labor really knows his stuff.
Hey, I fixed your car.
Praise me or I won’t do it next time.
Now drive to the store and buy stuff to fix me a sammich…
@ Jethro
I actually reached that point with my last love.
Gave me an ultimatum to replace the somewhat leaky windows in the bedroom by next October – 8 months away – or she would move out.
Got them done in less than three weeks. They had to be special made – odd size. That took two weeks.
She didn’t notice the new windows with the tags tags still on them so they were even more noticeable than the shiny new windows they were. When I pointed them out – nothing. Not one word of appreciation, she was on to the next pea under her 10 mattresses…
After years of building things, rescuing her daughters financially, etc – I quit worrying about her ultimatums. They didn’t give her any happiness anyway.
So I was done catering to them.
Then I find the root cause. Mental problem that now has her under State care.
It all made sense at that point. So, it wasn’t me with the problem. Knew that by the time I did the windows a few years earlier.
Every thing I know, I learned from watching Home Improvement.
My man is a master carpenter and generally great big project doer. He runs a tidy job site and is picky about details. I love working on home projects w/him because I’m the McGyver-type troubleshooter on materials and budget issues. Great combo.
@Dadof4 – Men sure do seem to love them some crazy b*tches. Never could figure that one out. I guess I was too nice for my first husband, who I adored and believed in, and never b*tched if he was a few minutes late getting home or wanted to go out with his buddies. And then he left me for a crazy b*tch type who kept him on a short leash and treated him like crap. But he seemed to love it until SHE left HIM for another guy. Oy! I saw my ex at our son’s wedding a few years ago, and his new love then was even crazier than the last one.
Gladys.
After my split with my wife, I kept celibate until my last child graduated H.S.. I had them 24/7/365. I turned down many offers because they just didn’t seem like a good match. I’d had enough experience to weed out the easy stuff and keep my zipper up with women I wasn’t in relationship with – 0.
There was no outward indication of craziness with her. At least not to the untrained eye. I knew her since Fall of 1986.
She was a very giving person. Definitely faithful. Everyone loved her – bar none. She was impressive. I thought I moved up with the kind of partner she was. Everyone thought we made a great couple. She was very loving – it’s just that the illness drove her to perfectionism. Something I see as a curse now. It also caused her to not be able to just sit and enjoy life in the moment – my first clue early on.
This woman I got together with had run the office of a 3.5 million a year pest control company. She balanced the books to the penny and had 3 women she was boss to.
I saw her as someone who functioned even better than I in the world of business. (Not really a high bar, but she was miles better at the details.)
Now I’m leery of anyone that functions at that high of a level. They probably can’t help but be like that due to something like what she had.
So, no. I did not seek out crazy and I did my best to avoid them. I certainly didn’t enjoy the crazy.
Only two partners in my adulthood. My wife since I was 19 to 40. and the this last one from 48-54.
I do not “like me some crazy bitches” Never have. I was just unfortunate to have one you couldn’t tell until you were in relationship with her.
So… Know any non-crazies available in the Dallas area around my age? 😉
j/k
Correction: Make that 3 partners. I was engaged to be married at 18, with the chapel reserved, tuxes rented, gifts coming in…
Then found her to have lied to me twice a week for 3 months that she was going to the gym. Same time period every Tues and Thurs.
What I thought was real, wasn’t.
Easiest breakup I ever had.
Yeah – Dadof4 – You have to watch out for those Type A personalities.
Dad, what exactly is the diagnosis that has her under state care now, if you don’t mind my asking? Just curious.
She was Bipolar but a month without meds and arguing with people on facebook all night, two nights in a row, she reached paranoid schizophrenic stage and shot a co-worker dead in the morning.
At least five stories going on in her head at the time. God told her to, Gotta stop the New World Order!, There’s a plant in the office (mole of some kind), the young muslim man living with me was going to kill me and my boys, and something else I can’t recall at the moment.
Of course, The Dallas Morning News reporter only ran with “God told me to”. I commented on their site the reporter wasn’t being honest and must have something against God to only mention that part.
The state agreed she was para-schiz and there was no trial. Just a determination and deciding what to do with her. She came into the courtroom smiling and waving at her daughters and me. Which angered the deceased’s family even more.
She’s currently in a San Antonio mental health facility with slim-to-none prospects of ever getting out.
In one of my visits at the local county jail, she stated “Yeah I did it (never denied it), but it wasn’t me! I was sick!” then later said she thought she’d be out in a year or so since “she wasn’t herself when it happened.” That was August 2010.
I didn’t bother to mention how Texas was now responsible for her and there was no way to ensure she took her meds and got Psyche attention if she were out on her own.
It was hard to talk to her because her depth of thinking was even more reduced after that event. There is no way anything sticks in there now. Something that can’t come back. Her youngest sibling had the same breakdown but without killing anyone. Can hardly function. The family takes care of her now.
9 of those 10 siblings are on meds for this condition.
None ever admitted they were on meds for it until that happened.
The only ones from that whole family still in my life are her two youngest grand-daughters. Their step dad is my best friend. I love hearing them yell my name and come running. PAPA (Do4)! They are awesome.
Nah, we just waiting for the next tasking.
One who has been trained…..
“Does this uneven drywall make me look stupid?”
Doesn’t this antique neon Hamms Beer Sign look awesome in the dining room? Honey? …Honey?
Jay Leno had a great standup routine about this. He said that even if he merely changed a doorknob he’d say to his wife, “Honey, get a couple of lawn chairs and take a look at this!”
Mr. Z knows when to pick up the phone and call in the guy that can do the job. Honey Bun, thanks for calling the plumber, roofer, carpenter, tile guy, Manuel Labor. Senor Labor really knows his stuff.
Hey, I fixed your car.
Praise me or I won’t do it next time.
Now drive to the store and buy stuff to fix me a sammich…
@ Jethro
I actually reached that point with my last love.
Gave me an ultimatum to replace the somewhat leaky windows in the bedroom by next October – 8 months away – or she would move out.
Got them done in less than three weeks. They had to be special made – odd size. That took two weeks.
She didn’t notice the new windows with the tags tags still on them so they were even more noticeable than the shiny new windows they were. When I pointed them out – nothing. Not one word of appreciation, she was on to the next pea under her 10 mattresses…
After years of building things, rescuing her daughters financially, etc – I quit worrying about her ultimatums. They didn’t give her any happiness anyway.
So I was done catering to them.
Then I find the root cause. Mental problem that now has her under State care.
It all made sense at that point. So, it wasn’t me with the problem. Knew that by the time I did the windows a few years earlier.
Every thing I know, I learned from watching Home Improvement.
My man is a master carpenter and generally great big project doer. He runs a tidy job site and is picky about details. I love working on home projects w/him because I’m the McGyver-type troubleshooter on materials and budget issues. Great combo.
@Dadof4 – Men sure do seem to love them some crazy b*tches. Never could figure that one out. I guess I was too nice for my first husband, who I adored and believed in, and never b*tched if he was a few minutes late getting home or wanted to go out with his buddies. And then he left me for a crazy b*tch type who kept him on a short leash and treated him like crap. But he seemed to love it until SHE left HIM for another guy. Oy! I saw my ex at our son’s wedding a few years ago, and his new love then was even crazier than the last one.
Gladys.
After my split with my wife, I kept celibate until my last child graduated H.S.. I had them 24/7/365. I turned down many offers because they just didn’t seem like a good match. I’d had enough experience to weed out the easy stuff and keep my zipper up with women I wasn’t in relationship with – 0.
There was no outward indication of craziness with her. At least not to the untrained eye. I knew her since Fall of 1986.
She was a very giving person. Definitely faithful. Everyone loved her – bar none. She was impressive. I thought I moved up with the kind of partner she was. Everyone thought we made a great couple. She was very loving – it’s just that the illness drove her to perfectionism. Something I see as a curse now. It also caused her to not be able to just sit and enjoy life in the moment – my first clue early on.
This woman I got together with had run the office of a 3.5 million a year pest control company. She balanced the books to the penny and had 3 women she was boss to.
I saw her as someone who functioned even better than I in the world of business. (Not really a high bar, but she was miles better at the details.)
Now I’m leery of anyone that functions at that high of a level. They probably can’t help but be like that due to something like what she had.
So, no. I did not seek out crazy and I did my best to avoid them. I certainly didn’t enjoy the crazy.
Only two partners in my adulthood. My wife since I was 19 to 40. and the this last one from 48-54.
I do not “like me some crazy bitches” Never have. I was just unfortunate to have one you couldn’t tell until you were in relationship with her.
So… Know any non-crazies available in the Dallas area around my age? 😉
j/k
Correction: Make that 3 partners. I was engaged to be married at 18, with the chapel reserved, tuxes rented, gifts coming in…
Then found her to have lied to me twice a week for 3 months that she was going to the gym. Same time period every Tues and Thurs.
What I thought was real, wasn’t.
Easiest breakup I ever had.
Yeah – Dadof4 – You have to watch out for those Type A personalities.
Dad, what exactly is the diagnosis that has her under state care now, if you don’t mind my asking? Just curious.
She was Bipolar but a month without meds and arguing with people on facebook all night, two nights in a row, she reached paranoid schizophrenic stage and shot a co-worker dead in the morning.
At least five stories going on in her head at the time. God told her to, Gotta stop the New World Order!, There’s a plant in the office (mole of some kind), the young muslim man living with me was going to kill me and my boys, and something else I can’t recall at the moment.
Of course, The Dallas Morning News reporter only ran with “God told me to”. I commented on their site the reporter wasn’t being honest and must have something against God to only mention that part.
The state agreed she was para-schiz and there was no trial. Just a determination and deciding what to do with her. She came into the courtroom smiling and waving at her daughters and me. Which angered the deceased’s family even more.
She’s currently in a San Antonio mental health facility with slim-to-none prospects of ever getting out.
In one of my visits at the local county jail, she stated “Yeah I did it (never denied it), but it wasn’t me! I was sick!” then later said she thought she’d be out in a year or so since “she wasn’t herself when it happened.” That was August 2010.
I didn’t bother to mention how Texas was now responsible for her and there was no way to ensure she took her meds and got Psyche attention if she were out on her own.
It was hard to talk to her because her depth of thinking was even more reduced after that event. There is no way anything sticks in there now. Something that can’t come back. Her youngest sibling had the same breakdown but without killing anyone. Can hardly function. The family takes care of her now.
9 of those 10 siblings are on meds for this condition.
None ever admitted they were on meds for it until that happened.
The only ones from that whole family still in my life are her two youngest grand-daughters. Their step dad is my best friend. I love hearing them yell my name and come running. PAPA (Do4)! They are awesome.