Friday, October 2, 2009

Bonus Blog...

Jackpot! Score! Because you are such very good readers...I'm going to give you a bonus blog. Yep. Two in one day. Although it's after midnight so technically it's tomorrow, but I'm still up so in my world it's still today. You may thank me by commenting. Or following. Or sending money. Whichever. And I will make this one relatively short because looking back, I realized I've been writing books. Thank you for wading through them!

Disclaimer: Please please do not try this at home. This stunt is packed with potential danger depending on the temperament of your spouse or significant other. And I would hate to have someone copy my technique and have their spouse smack them around for it. That would be bad, because then I'd feel all responsible and have to put a mafia hit out on them. Which might get traced back to me and ruin my rep. Not to mention I would not look good in a prison jumpsuit. Or what if someone did this and then their spouse came looking for me all you ruined my life by teaching my wife this trick! and tried to shoot me, like that guy did to Nicole Kidman in The Stepford Wives. That would be baaaadddd Bob!

Today I went into my pantry to throw away a paper towel and the trashcan was full. Not just full like close to the top full but full like overflowing full. And I came out of the pantry and let out a little growl and said loudly Why can't your father ever take out the garbage like he's supposed to??!" I mean seriously, it's not rocket science, is it? And he throws away the coffee filter every morning so I know he knows it's full. And Sean said "oh man. not this again". And then it struck me and I'm pretty sure that a light bulb appeared over my head like it does in cartoons when the character has an idea. Because this was brilliant. I said. "You're right." And then I proceeded to march into my husband's home office (which of course he wasn't in at the time) and then I spent 20 minutes searching for his post-it notes because the man does not know the meaning of the word organization. But finally I found them and a sharpie and I left him a note.

The actual note:


In case you can't read it, it says Do up the f*cking garbage or die. Ur choice. It makes no nevermind to me. PS- hope you're having a good day =] And then I left it on his planner. Two hours later I was in the laundry room folding laundry when I heard him come in. As I walked past the pantry door, with an armful of clean laundry I heard the unmistakable sound of the garbage being done up. "Good choice, honey" I called out sweetly. I know, I'm an effing genius.

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7 comments:

  1. That's great! I think I need to copy this tip...unfortunately, my house will now be covered in sticky notes!

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  2. LZ~ yeah, I haven't tried it with anything else yet. With my luck, I'd just start doing the things on sticky notes or see how many things actually needed to get done and have a nervous breakdown. =] Thanks for stopping by!

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  3. O EM GEE ... I think I just wet my pants! Please have a gander at my post titled Soap, TP and the Diabolical Y. I think it was back in July maybe ... similar sentiment.

    I LOVE the note. Unfortunately, my husband suffers from passive aggression as well and I fear my garbage would wait until it grew legs and crawled out on its own if I put my request in the form of a post it.

    Too funnY!!!

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  4. Sorry, it's in August and it is title is:

    Soap Slivers, Toilet Paper Rolls and the Diabolical Y

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  5. Well it probably only worked because of the novelty. Then again, maybe he's just as sick of listening to the sound of my nagging voice as I am. And he really does forget, because he has the attention span of a gnat. I won $20 bucks off Sean the other day because we bet on whether or not his dad had already done something I asked him to do. Sean said he had because he heard him go to the basement. Turns out he remembered once he was down there that furnace filter needed changing so he did that and then forgot the task he'd originally gone down to do. Thank you honey...that $20 is buying me chinese buffet tomorrow.

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  6. That really is sad that it worked. I can only imagine what your son would have done if he had received the note.

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  7. Roxy~ Puh-lease!!! I wouldn't dream of leaving Sean a note like that. I'm not quite sure what the retaliation tactic would be, but it would be bad. Then I'd have to retaliate and pretty soon it would be an all out war. Scary. Thankfully, he does his chores in a somewhat timely manner.

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