Ok DH is with a CRN 8 hours a day while I work, He is only alone for approx 22 mins. I came home yesterday and smelled something "ODD" he smiled and said I saved you alot of $$, I refilled the air freshners. He had taken the bottles with the scented oil apart and refilled them with concentrated simple green cleaner. ALL of them!!! The house smelled like burnt motor oil. I rushed around and got all of them out of the elec. outlets. The wicks on all of them were scorched and had turned brown!!!!!!!!!! I cannot believe he did all of that in less than half an hour!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMETHING ELSE TO WORRY ABOUT
I don't know, have you ever left a 3 year old alone with a toy saw. I guess not so much a toy as he found the one place that had exposed wood and sawed three inches into the stairs. One would have thought he would become a carpenter as good as he was with that little saw. Still the scent of scorched simple green.....ahhh.
It is worse than a toddler, as bluedaze said, because they used to be functioning, normal adults and still can try to be of "help". That's the hard part for me--not showing that I'm upset by the wacky stuff my husband comes up with. I try not to let him out of my sight, but now and then he gets into something. It's hard to fake it and show appreciation for something he does that actually just makes more work for me! But I realize, it's not done on purpose and if I was in his shoes. I 'd be doing the same weird stuff.
I have learned so much from this site. I used to get so angry when I got home from work tired and having to face a new disaster every day. Now that we are at end stage I feel terrible that I was so not understanding. It's difficult to think straight when your world is coming down around your ears.
I wish I had found this site several years ago. It would have saved some of my sanity. LOL
I've gone thru pretty much what y'all are going thru now and it does pass. Even tho you get exasparated (sp) with them and their stunts, they are alive and walking around. Too quickly, they will reach the stage Claude is in - sitting with a blank stare at what is going around him.