Bwaa ha ha ha!!
How typical this is. I just wish I could get my husband to yell at me less often. Unfortunately it isn't usually the housework that's the issue--it's more like "Where the *$@! is my [object he can't find because it's right in front of his face]...Oh. There it is!."
He could let the dishes pile up for days and then say, "gee, honey, I really should help out with the dishes more often." That's usually as far as it gets, too! If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, I'm afraid that's where he's headed!
