These conversations with husband just kill me sometimes. But he is the man I married. It's not like it should be a big surprise. It's just tiring sometimes. Yesterday - he did a chore for me that had been waiting for days. He dragged up all of his tools, and got my little screwdriver out of the kitchen drawer as well. Hours later, I ask if he will please put away his tools. They're all laying right together with my little screwdriver. You know the screwdriver got left out. It's not his tool. With the new puppy, the sliding door is getting quite the workout. It's pretty heavy and hard for me to push/pull, and it started sticking. Please look into it? "Here's what it's not." Yes, but it's still sticking. "But it's not off it's track. I picked some dog hair out of the track and that didn't fix it. I didn't fix it." Fifth time out this morning, I get the WD-40 out and fix it. "husband, when the puppy wakes up, take it out to potty right away." We're all ready for bed, puppy is sleeping, I ask if he is coming in, and he has woken up the puppy and is petting it. Puppy follows me into the bedroom and pees on the lambskin rug. husband is now supposed to ride his bike that we bought him for this purpose to the light rail. We bought the bike in December, he canceled his parking space as of 1/1, he's been driving to the light rail. He tells me last night "I'll start riding tomorrow, and every day I don't I'll pay $5." Huh? Well, he'll take that much less in allowance. "Give me a break, husband! You always take your allowance then go get more because you spent it on World of Warcraft and want to go out to lunch too! Let's go to bed!" husband oversleeps his alarm. Again. Has for 24 years. I have my alarm on. I get him up. I tell him to turn on my coffee pot while I feed the dogs. He starts messing with the grinds. Just turn it on. He gets his breakfast and sits down in front of the computer to read his e-mails and his WoW site. I shut the door on him because he's messing with the puppy, and tell him to hurry up. It's nearly 7:30. Fifteen minutes later, I tell him to hurry up. He comes out of the computer room with his cereal, starts watching TV and playing with the puppy. I said "hurry up", not come out here and play with the puppy. He finishes breakfast and takes a shower. Comes out, puts on his shoes and the puppy plays with his laces. He fusses with the puppy about his laces. Just put on your shoes and go! He leaves at 8:15. Can't figure out why he never gets off work until 6:00 or later. You're 50 years old! Get to work on time before they figure it's a job for a younger man! I'm tired and want to take a nap. This is the first day he's ridden his bike, and we have discussed my possibly driving him and his bike home until he gets into better shape, as it is mostly uphill. Not that he's actually committed to anything, but it's only been discussed and mostly by me. He calls about something or other. I ask him what his plans are for after work. In an annoyed tone I get the "Well, other than coming home I don't have anything planned after that! Harumph!" That's not what I mean. How are you getting home? "Well if you're not going to drive me then I guess I'll ride my bike." I didn't say that. Can you just answer me? "Well I don't know what you're going to do!" This isn't about what I'm going to do. I asked you how you are getting home. Am I coming to get you or are you riding your bike from the station? "Harumph! I guess I'll call you from X station and then you can meet me at the bike locker." Why can't you get a literal answer to a literal question? And why am I the witch when I ask for a plan, when all of our prior conversations have consisted of grunts and spaced out looks on his end?