Couples: anything you can't do together without fighting?

Clipping our dogs' toenails. Seriously, we have to do it together and it never goes well. We have tried the vet/groomer route, but they have a harder time than we do.
 
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We've been having the same fight for 25 years when it comes to the music in the car when we're driving.

1) I'm very... specific about what kinds of music I like. A less charitable adjective would be "pretentious." I like jazz, blues, reggae, classical, not much else. Mrs. Homie likes a much wider variety, including stuff I can't stand (country, 90's, current pop). What's more, she refuses to listen to a song until it's over. She'll change channels on the Sirius/XM presets twenty times a minute, trying to find The Ultimate Song.

2). I was brought up to have the car radio barely audible - just loud enough that you have something other than ambient car noises in the background. You can still have a conversation over it. Mrs. Homie was brought up in a family that believes "If it's worth playing, it's worth playing LOUD." She wants the music at a volume that makes my ears bleed. You literally have to scream over it to have a conversation.
 

A couple of others.

Mrs. Homie's family believes "Be here at 4:00 for supper" means "People can start showing up at about 4:30." I cannot get her anywhere on time, even when being on time is actually, you know, important. Like the airport or the movie theater.

Because of her food issues, it's impossible for us to enjoy the same foods. As far as she's concerned, the meat isn't done unless you can snap it in half. Anything that involves fried or grilled meat has to be burn to a crisp, destroying all of the flavor in the process.
 
Clipping our dogs' toenails. Seriously, we have to do it together and it never goes well. We have tried the vet/groomer route, but they have a harder time than we do.

That is one I'd never have seen coming. :rotfl:
We have cats...luckily he's the clipper as I'd be too paranoid I'd hurt them. My job is keeping them still and calm. Surprisingly, we haven't fought about that - yet.
 
We've been having the same fight for 25 years when it comes to the music in the car when we're driving.

1) I'm very... specific about what kinds of music I like. A less charitable adjective would be "pretentious." I like jazz, blues, reggae, classical, not much else. Mrs. Homie likes a much wider variety, including stuff I can't stand (country, 90's, current pop). What's more, she refuses to listen to a song until it's over. She'll change channels on the Sirius/XM presets twenty times a minute, trying to find The Ultimate Song.

2). I was brought up to have the car radio barely audible - just loud enough that you have something other than ambient car noises in the background. You can still have a conversation over it. Mrs. Homie was brought up in a family that believes "If it's worth playing, it's worth playing LOUD." She wants the music at a volume that makes my ears bleed. You literally have to scream over it to have a conversation.

This is too funny...thanks for sharing! :lmao:
 
I can't really think of anything... but my relationship is still pretty new (almost 2 years) so there's plenty of time to find out!

Unless you count games. Games of any kind, board games, video games, chess etc. We're really competitive, but DBF is usually the sore loser. ;)
 
We've been having the same fight for 25 years when it comes to the music in the car when we're driving.

1) I'm very... specific about what kinds of music I like. A less charitable adjective would be "pretentious." I like jazz, blues, reggae, classical, not much else. Mrs. Homie likes a much wider variety, including stuff I can't stand (country, 90's, current pop). What's more, she refuses to listen to a song until it's over. She'll change channels on the Sirius/XM presets twenty times a minute, trying to find The Ultimate Song.

2). I was brought up to have the car radio barely audible - just loud enough that you have something other than ambient car noises in the background. You can still have a conversation over it. Mrs. Homie was brought up in a family that believes "If it's worth playing, it's worth playing LOUD." She wants the music at a volume that makes my ears bleed. You literally have to scream over it to have a conversation.

This sounds like me. :rotfl:
 
Thank you everyone for posting - these are so fun to read.

I totally relate to a couple of people about the teaching thing - we have both successfully taught and trained many people as part of our jobs or hobbies, but we don't always do so well teaching each other most times.

His style is NFL coach vs supportive professor - which is fine unless you don't catch on to whatever he's teaching in like 30 seconds and he has to - heaven forbid - repeat himself! :laughing:

My style is more professor - I like to make sure someone understands the why - not just mimic what I'm saying or doing without the understanding behind it. Let's just say, he prefers the 10-second soundbite approach.
 
Putting things together. Toys, furniture you name it. We cannot do it together at all. I put the things together and he hands me a beer then gets out of my way. That's the only way we have made it work lol.

That's the perfect arrangement - smart. :thumbsup2
 
Two things -
DIY stuff - home repair, or putting bookcases together, etc. DH always snaps at me when it's not going smoothly.
Load the car - be it with luggage or groceries, he has to do it his way by himself. On our last trip he snapped at a valet that kept trying to help, so I guess it's not just me lol
 
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We've been having the same fight for 25 years when it comes to the music in the car when we're driving.

1) I'm very... specific about what kinds of music I like. A less charitable adjective would be "pretentious." I like jazz, blues, reggae, classical, not much else. Mrs. Homie likes a much wider variety, including stuff I can't stand (country, 90's, current pop). What's more, she refuses to listen to a song until it's over. She'll change channels on the Sirius/XM presets twenty times a minute, trying to find The Ultimate Song.

2). I was brought up to have the car radio barely audible - just loud enough that you have something other than ambient car noises in the background. You can still have a conversation over it. Mrs. Homie was brought up in a family that believes "If it's worth playing, it's worth playing LOUD." She wants the music at a volume that makes my ears bleed. You literally have to scream over it to have a conversation.

I'm so Mrs. Homie on this! 90's music, oh yeah. Good stuff right there.

A couple of others.

Mrs. Homie's family believes "Be here at 4:00 for supper" means "People can start showing up at about 4:30." I cannot get her anywhere on time, even when being on time is actually, you know, important. Like the airport or the movie theater.

Because of her food issues, it's impossible for us to enjoy the same foods. As far as she's concerned, the meat isn't done unless you can snap it in half. Anything that involves fried or grilled meat has to be burn to a crisp, destroying all of the flavor in the process.

Ok, I'm feeling you this time. Meat ... well done and burned? Yikes!! That's like eating shoe leather and sawdust. I hope you're the Chef of the Homie Family. :D
 
DH is super laid back. I credit him for our 38 years together. He puts up with a lot, but a single, calmly voiced, "argh" (yes, he really says "argh") tells me I've been freaking out for too long. That said, it is probably best he drives in any strange location because I get super stressed out and traffic plus lost makes me crazy and nervous.
 
Not yet. But my mother always advised me never to try and hang wallpaper with your significant other. So, I've heeded her warning and never tried.

I prefer painted walls, anyways.

My grandfather swore that was the perfect test for a couple about to be married. If they could successfully re wallpaper an old house together with no outside help and still love each other, the marriage could go on LOL

I avoid any home or auto repairs "together". I get cranky & just want everyone out of my way. I'm the same way with a crisis at work too.

Boss: how can I help?

Me: Just stay out of my way.
 
My grandfather swore that was the perfect test for a couple about to be married. If they could successfully re wallpaper an old house together with no outside help and still love each other, the marriage could go on LOL

I laughed out loud when I read this. We cannot and do not attempt to wallpaper anything anymore. As in we'd agree to sell the house before we tried to ever wallpaper again. But we're still together. ;-)
 
We get along well, after 43 years we've learned when to not join in things. When I am manic about cleaning or something he knows to stay away.
He doesn't go shopping.....any kind with me, I don't go to the hardware store or wood store with him.
I keep up the inside of the house....he only steps in if something breaks.
He takes care of the outside of the house.
We drive and take care of our own cars.
 
discuss politics - especially during election season
And for us we enjoy politics or just talking about news stuff in general. A lot of times it's a random talks in the cars that we do.

We do however have a few people (which includes my mother-in-law) that we have stopped or never did talk politics with because it can get too....uncivilized putting it nicely.
 


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