My wife tried adding Vacuum to my checklist on Saturday evening. I went to bed late again, around 4 AM. I told my wife to wake me up whenever she wanted though because I didn't want to sleep all of Sunday away too. And I needed to get back on track for Monday. Normally she loves to wake me, but she didn't. She went to visit her aunt for the first time in a couple of months so they had a lot to catch up on. I ended up waking myself up around 2 PM, and got up on my own because it was already later than I intended to sleep. I moved the Vacuum item from chicken scratch in the bottom right corner to be more prominent on the Sunday slot. I don't mind vacuuming.Anyway I started writing chores out on the chalk meal plan that my wife needed on the wall and is never used. My wife has started the classic, "I do everything around here," bullshit. It's not a competition though. I normally don't keep track. I don't track when she does things either, nor do I care what she does. If something needs to be done I have to do it. I don't mind. If she wants something done "girl right" she better do it herself.
Anyway, since both alcohol and cannabis impact your memory and I don't track it, when she accuses me of doing nothing I can only remember a few items. Having the items written down lets me at least assess my own contributions objectively. Even if I can't know if she's fabricating the list. I don't think she is.
Also having a checklist written down is motivating. You get to score up your accomplished goals. And you can't forget. I added a CBR oil change to that list (along with changing the oil in everything else).
The other day I checked off an item. It felt great. I went outside to barbecue, and when I came back in I looked at the list again for a dopamine hit, but my wife had already erased it. 😡 I wondered if she had caught on to me, and countered my move. I didn't stand for it. I pointed it out. And asked her not to. So far so good.
I don't do vacuuming or indeed any housework whatsoever, I may have to empty the dishwasher on occasions but I draw the line at that. I may have to add the vacuuming now though.My wife tried adding Vacuum to my checklist on Saturday evening. I went to bed late again, around 4 AM. I told my wife to wake me up whenever she wanted though because I didn't want to sleep all of Sunday away too. And I needed to get back on track for Monday. Normally she loves to wake me, but she didn't. She went to visit her aunt for the first time in a couple of months so they had a lot to catch up on. I ended up waking myself up around 2 PM, and got up on my own because it was already later than I intended to sleep. I moved the Vacuum item from chicken scratch in the bottom right corner to be more prominent on the Sunday slot. I don't mind vacuuming.
I went and bought oil for the snowblower (and the lawnmower, cause why not). Also restocked on half-beers, and picked up some pill boxes so that I can more effectively track whether I've taken my antidepressants. Got home, alone still, opened the garage door and decided to run the CBR again to make sure the oil level was stable. I still needed to empty the drain pan into the used bottle, but I wanted to make sure I had used as much of the good oil as I'd need before mixing them. In the meantime I tried to fire up the snowblower. Poppycock. It doesn't want to run. I'm pretty sure I treated the snowblower gas tank in Spring with some stabilizer, but bad gas seems like the best explanation for why it doesn't want to run now. Speaking of which, we got hail/snow yesterday so it may be time to add some stabilizer to the CBR tank too.
I tried everything I knew to get the snowblower running, but so far no luck. I don't think I ever ran it with the stabilizer in Spring so maybe the carburetor is just gummed up. I guess my next order of business will be to keep pulling on it to ensure the stabilized gas is getting through, and if I can't figure it out to call my dad. In the meantime my wife came home. I fought with the snowblower some before giving up for the night. Eventually I came inside to help figure out what to do for supper. My wife explained that we didn't have any meat defrosted, and she was too exhausted now to go back out, so I remained sober to drive to the grocery store. My wife has been baking broccoli and chicken breasts for her work lunches, and typically does this prep on Sundays. She was busy with that when I got back from the grocery store with some ground beef for homemade American-style tacos. I asked if I should start cooking the tacos right away (in the 6 years we've been together I've probably done 80% of the cooking, which I never get credit for since she started taking over in the new house), but the stove was busy so I had to wait.
I decided to pull out the vacuum and try to check that off at least. Our Rottweiler mix, Watson, looks to be short-haired, but he makes up for it in shedding. I probably spent close to 30 minutes just in the living room trying to get all of the fur off of the floor and couches. At some point I took a break to urinate and discovered my wife had changed into some sexy times outfit. She said that my vacuuming had turned her on. I don't know if that's true or if she was just consciously trying to encourage me to vacuum more often, but nevertheless good times were had by all. This checklist thing is starting to really pay off. I've vacuumed before, but it has never gotten me anything. You guys should consider a prominent wall checklist of your own. 😁
Very few people in England are likely to get a prescription for medical cannabis.
Currently, it is only likely to be prescribed for the following conditions: