Today my boyfriend cleaned the bathroom! WHAT! And I only had to ask him ONCE! IT'S A MIRACLE! Trust me, it absolutely is. He's very.... easily distracted. I want to say forgetful, but he will fight me tooth and nail against the word "forget". He will say "I did not forget. I got distracted until I had no time left, and I had to leave for [insert place he had to go]". Now me, I would call that a pretty standard definition of forgetting. Oh I have to do something. Oh, here's something else... Oh I didn't do that thing because it temporarily COMPLETELY LEFT MY MIND. Aka I forgot. But Brad has a special way of forgetting. One in which he isn't distracted by anything (rare) and later thinks to himself "there's something I need to do and can't remember what it was". But he claims that 90% of the time he's just distracted. He knows he has to clean the bathroom / wash the dishes / do the cat litter / eat meals.... but he doesn't have time. Oh silly boy.
So you can see why him cleaning the bathroom after I only asked ONCE (technically twice, but our conversation wherein I asked what the likelihood of him actually cleaning the bathroom if I asked, and him asking a time frame, barely counts as me asking him. I asked him this morning.). Someone told me once that you have to train men. I cannot train Brad. But I like the fact that I don't WANT to train him. He's not a dog. He just needs to get into habits. I need to get into habits! It's not like I didn't sit there and go "man.. that's a lot of hair on this counter. I should clean it" and then CLEAN IT. No no. It wasn't my turn. But I could have. I need training.
I also need training on how to lose weight and have a life. Is there a night-class I can take for that? Ask the bowl of candy I had with dinner.... I refuse to weigh myself!
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