The SO is always getting after me for not being respectful of his stuff. I reply that it is just stuff so there is no reason to get so upset. I might also add that he is being an anal retentive, paranoid, @#$#$%$%^%^ which doesn’t necessarily help the conversation even if it is true.
But today I found out what it is like to be on the other end of the conversation. (Or else I’m turning into an old fuddy duddy.) It was sewing day and the daughter and granddaughter of one of my friends were here. They are visiting from out of town. The daughter seemed determined to trash the house all under the guise of being helpful.
Examples:
Wetting down paper towels to wipe the baby’s face and then leaving wet towels on the wood furniture. Wet, snotty paper towels to be specific.
Pulling a hot baking dish out of the oven and going out of her way to walk away from the heat resistant stove to set it down directly on my 1950’s era cheap laminate counter top. I had visions of it scorching right through. I picked it up and put it on the stovetop.
Then to top it all off, the baby’s favorite toy of the day was a plastic grocery bag. Now, I’ve always read those warnings on bags to keep away from small children. I always wondered what moron would let a kid play with a plastic bag. Now I know.
The cats were amazed/horrified by the whole baby thing. They just kept staring. Then they would look at me to make sure it wasn’t a new pet who was planning on staying.
