I get the same in 'Strictly' season. Happening as we speak, in fact!
2 hours next week to 'look forward' to. Might have to start going out on a Saturday!Yep
But it's just finished, thank god
Erm, yes.
I hate to stereotype(no I don't), but a womans brain works totally different from the rational, level headed, no need to over complicate things of a mans brain. Most blokes compartmentalise things, do them one at a time and do that one thing to the best of our ability. A cross section of a womans 'brain' would show a smattering of neurons, running around trying to find their keys or glasses...or trying on different outfits. All the while, through this chaos, a hundred different things are being juggled around. This probably explains why a woman starts a conversation with a man half way through any given subject. It's probably why women think their man is going deaf. He isn't, he just gets sick of saying what the eff are you rambling about now?
Does yours also have a drawer full of plastic bags, "just in case" and keeps adding to it? Why not just get a ****ing bag for life?
I think that Fat Superman's wife deserves her own TV show.
She sold a chest of drawers on eBay (which she only bought a few weeks ago but decided it didn't smell right), the people collected it today, so naturally on Saturday evening we had to bring it down a couple of flights of stairs. It would have been far easier if she'd let me just take it down on my own. Her help consists of 'holding it steady', which actually means hanging on to the top and putting her weight on it, whilst I try to get it over the stair gates without pitching man and furniture down the stairs.
When I move a piece of furniture with a mate, pretty much any mate, we barely have to speak. It's just obvious what you have to do. Occasionally you've got something long and a corner to negotiate, but even this, the most technically challenging moment, can be overcome with a useful mate,
With my wife, it's a gargantuan effort just moving a cube a few feet. Getting that unit downstairs was so much harder than it should have been. At the start she was arguing we should roll it, end over end, down the stairs. What kind of madness is that? No darling, we should simply carry it and walk down, or if you don't want to do that then we can put it on its top and slide it down.
Who rolls furniture down the stairs for crying out loud?