Soon three won't be anything light hearted on Gransnet
Yes there will merlotgran
We have to Carry On Regardless
So it begins….. Streeting resigns
Aibu. DH watched me strip the guest bed this week saw the linen drying and then watched me iron it and put it back on the bed ready for whoever stays next. The next night he moved into that bed because I was snoring. Agh!
I haven’t said anything because on a previous occasion I spent half day cleaning bathroom for guests coming the next day only to find him using it instead of the en-suite we usually use. This caused a huge argument. Is it me?
Soon three won't be anything light hearted on Gransnet
Yes there will merlotgran
We have to Carry On Regardless
He puts the lid down??
Respect!
Mine won't even put the seat down. 
Another duel rant
Pistols at dawn?
Not your style, Terribull, surely?
He puts the lid down??
Nearly always
Took about 40 years of nagging reminding him.
He still likes to splash water all around the bathroom, though. I think he likes the effect.
Thank goodness to be married to a man with a GSOH.
He knows my foibles too.
Although we did have quite a vociferous argument about recycling about half an hour ago.
I blame the Council.
On the fascinating subject of ensuring pee hits the right place, thus far in my journey through life. my dear husband has never let me down and peed on the toilet seat, he has always managed to lift the offending object. He tried his best to imbue our sons to do the same, but it was a bit hit and miss, pardon the pun
same with grandson. It has to be said gd and I always manage to get it right in the toilet bowl, in the immortal words of Mandy Rice-Davis," we would wouldn't we" Even my long departed female cat when inadvertently shut in, had the good grace to pee in an indoor plant pot, NOT SO WITH MY MALE CAT! apologies for rant mode. I put it down to this "Why women's grey matter ages better than men's" article in yesterday's Times. "Men's brains may be larger"
well who'd have thought that! and women tend to outperform men in cognitive tests (like getting one's pee in the toilet maybe?) These are the conclusions of Manu Goyal at Washington University School of Medicine. Nevertheless I was dismayed when I read this article, all I could think "what ghastly misandry the Times appears to be endorsing" 

Just asked Mr L if he would contribute to this site....his look said it all
Don’t worry Terri posters call things rants when they dislike the contents.
I think that Grandad is a bit of a joker ( the deadpan variety) and know that Rufus is definitely a joker.?
I'm still reeling at the poster who changes five double beds twice a week. I think someone should quietly have a word with her. Aren't we grans trying to save resources for the future of our dgc?
I read an article about how to get a decent night's sleep and the specialist said amongst other things you only need to change bedding fortnightly.
I took the changing of the five beds in my stride, guest house, hotel maybe? However, I was shamed by the "ironing of the gc knickers" I'm desperately trying to calculate how many pairs of knickers, or worse still pants have evaded the iron in my lifetime. OMG millions, squillions! Would it shock you fellow GNs to know that I've never ironed one pair
Quite honestly it's brought on a bout of hand wringing and angst. As Donald Tusk is prone to say "there must be a place reserved in hell for knicker ironing evaders" well he said it about Brexiteers actually, but I guess such a dire message can be adapted 
Swords would be my choice Jalima or failing that even pins then the worst you end up with is a prick!
.....whoops I've done it again! as Britney once warbled.....duel [sic] rant.
OMG - ironing knickers????
My husband does all the cleaning!! When we both worked we shared it and then my Mother gave us a weekly clean for a tear as a Xmas present. When we retired I wanted to carry on the cleaner once every 3 weeks with us keeping things ticking over in between. He didn't. I said fine by me but I loathe cleaning and wasn't willing to do it any more! He does it weekly and has built up a routine. An occasional tut happens when I forget and walk on his just cleaned kitchen floor whilst still damp! Meanwhile I might be clearing the drains or digging the vegs patch! 
Ironing nickers?! Never.
I have this afternoon done something highly unusual. I ironed a duvet cover, pillow covers and even a sheet. I wanted to catch up with the Archers between 2 and 2.15 so thought this would be a Good Thing to do.
Strangely and worryingly, I rather enjoyed it. I have previously occasionally ironed pillow slips for beds that guests would use but never, ever have I ironed sheets or duvet covers.
Do I need therapy?
Be careful Grandad1943 I had an almost identical post to your whipped off the forum by GN for daring to suggest "all may not be as it appears" !! 
Therapy could be considered Iam and indeed I may consider it too, because I hate to admit it, I don't iron fitted sheets
or as previously stated, knickers, add to that socks, tea towels, bath towels, hand towels, face flannels. all washed, dried and bunged in the airing cupboard with minimal care and left to fester. No I admit it's not good, the word "slattern" comes to mind
I blame GN! However, clearly I'm not as far down the slippery slope as you Iam because I do iron pillowcases, flat sheets and duvet covers regularly. I was going to add that Mr B doesn't do that sort of ironing, only his own stuff, which is very bad of him really and not very egalitarian, but then I don't clear out the gutters. Come to think of it neither does he, he gets another man to do that, well it's man's job! I don't have time for it, I'm way too busy getting my eyebrows threaded and my hair extensions put in (women's stuff) so I'm hardly likely to go up ladders looking at the guttering am I? I mean that's what they're there for aren't they?
Returning to the subject of therapy, I'm having to undergo intense management of my "Loquentes Prosiluisti" a serious condition that pertains mainly to women, but in layman's terms it roughly translates to "ranting". It's been quite distressing on reading through other threads to find out that besides me, other GNs seem to be suffering from the same affliction. For example, the usual level headed POGS' contribution to the "Poll Results From Labour First" according to another poster who kindly took the time to inform her "it's not like you to have a rant" just looking closer to see who said that....well blow me down it was Grandad, who'd have thought it! Anyway, there is hope out there for us and similarly affected ranting women If any Gransnetters out there have been cursed with this affliction, I'd be the first to admit it's not pleasant, worst cases can result in duel [sic] rants , I'd be happy to pass on the details of my therapist.
Terribull, I shall reign in
My ironing tendencies, like you, we get men in to clear guttering, mr iam has zero hours interest in gutters but does do his own ironing and like Mr May, takes the bins out.
Thanks so much for your investigations into rants, rant and ranting. Who knew that there could be such wonderous words to use as alternatives, should the fancy take us.
I have found my tendencies to rant sorely tried by the Brexit shsmbles. Therapists locally are falling by the wayside, overwhelmed with people who are, well overwhelmed.
Take care out there folks ?l
Lemon you might have point.
Dead pan Jack Dee?
A joker maybe, but I'm thinking more Frankie Howard.
Grandad Can I ask if you have a favourite comedian(s)?
Good old Phil for taking out the bins, My May that is not The Duke of Edinburgh, God Forbid he might involve himself with that, he could well end up turning them over, and then the Corgis would be at the leftover Foie Gras or whatever the "parasites" are ingesting these days. I have to admit I don't involve myself in such a dirty task, but I contribute by loading them up, so in a way I'm doing my bit!
Mr May, he's certainly not my May 
Terri Bull, what a very excitable day you have had, such effort spent in text ranting. 
pile them with drink
that reminds me of a contest in a Greek restaurant to find out who could balance most bottles on their head.
The waiter won I think!
Grandad Can I ask if you have a favourite comedian(s)?
It sure as hell won't be Jo Brand.
Or even Sarah Millican 
Or even Jim Davidson who was recently commented "women bleed for a week, and still they don't die"......ooops back on the old chestnut of misogyny again, trying to imply there's more of that than the very real slurs men have to put up with on a day to day basis from the likes of Jo Brand.
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