I feel the same. But maybe it’s the beginning of the end of her easy ride earning all that money on Insta? i hope so anyway.I just find, more & more, everything she does makes me feel
She looks so unkempt, greasy, and scruffy. Her voice absolutely drives me mad, the tapping of her sausage fingers on things, her walk, the teeth sucking, hair flicking, eye bleeping, pretending to forget words Ugh!!!!
My hate for her is off the scale!
Let it all out girl, you'll feel better for itI just find, more & more, everything she does makes me feel
She looks so unkempt, greasy, and scruffy. Her voice absolutely drives me mad, the tapping of her sausage fingers on things, her walk, the teeth sucking, hair flicking, eye bleeping, pretending to forget words Ugh!!!!
My hate for her is off the scale!
I'm having a bad day! I find this very therapeuticLet it all out girl, you'll feel better for it
but without doing any of the housework!So pathetic she admits he had to put the shoe boxes together, she's like a 50's housewife
Of course he put them together and wants to be rewarded with sweets, now that it’s built she’s realised it’s too wide for where she wanted it (have they never heard of measuring? Why do they always do this?) oh and there’s spelling errors.Of course Ste put together those shoe boxes.
babs, ever committed to smashing all gender stereotypes, yet putting together a few plastic boxes is a task far too complex for her - a mere woman - thus was obvs deemed a man chore for her manly man Steve - y'know, to do alongside all the stereotypically "female" chores like cooking, cleaning and childcare, as babs made it her mission to set examples for the Es, and show them that men can cook and clean etc, and that women can....well, lounge around in bed all day, eat sugary snacks while docking around online and basically contribute nothing except bellowing demands at their dad, as he scrawls even more chores on his to-do list!Of course Ste put together those shoe boxes.
Exactly! Drives me mad how she seems to do absolutely nothing around the house apart from a bit of dusting and “organising”. She spent all of Sunday sitting like a “pale queen” under a parasol reading a book all day. Meanwhile in my life I weeded the garden, went to the garden centre, bought and planted some stuff, pressure washed the patio, took a load of waste to the tip and painted the shed. I have a husband by the way, I just don’t expect him to do every last thing. Managed to sit down finally at 6pm for an hour with the family and have a cider in the sun. They must have a handyman or someone on their payroll as they never seem to do any garden chores!Ugh, her learned helplessness is such an ick. I do not understand how on earth Steve puts up with her. She repulses me.
He can surely only be in this sham marriage for the bags of sweets and the freebie holidays, what else can he be getting out of it? It's certainly not a partnership, or a loving relationship.