Everyone’s spouse/friend/SO has at least one behavior that drives the other batshit. For me it is the way Thom eats cookies and milk. He dips his cookies for entirely too long in what seems to be on a quest to determine each cookie’s Maximum Saturation Interval.
Now the MSI is the amount of time in which a cookie can be submerged before it disintegrates.
Why should this bother me you ask? Because Thom really doesn’t like to drink milk, he just likes to dunk the cookie. I like milk, I drink it and since I have a glass there anyway and he doesn’t intend to actually drink it, he thinks it is OK to abuse my glass of milk.
Now I wouldn’t mind it either if he was a better judge of cookie saturation but he is not. Only one cookie out of five actually immerges intact. (not that I’m keeping track) The others collect in a sort of thin gruel at the bottom of MY glass. I do not like to drink gruel. :stamps foot:
Last night I sat down to enjoy my pecan sandies and milk and here comes Thom with his cookie out. Knowing that pecan sandies have an extremely short MSI, I paniced and just covered the top of my glass with my hand and wailed “No More!” After much heated debate and bargaining I allowed that I would let him use my milk if I was allowed to dip it for him.
Now the simple solutions would be for him to get his own glass. He is resistant because like I said he doesn’t intend to drink the rest of the glass when he is finished with the cookies. It’s the little things that make you crazy.
So what does the love of your life do that drives you insane?