Naggy! As girls, we get a labeled as being naggy. It is something I really try hard not to be. I consciencely keep my mouth shut ALOT (although Greg might not think so, I really do) just to avoid being to naggy. But here is my argument. We would not have to be naggy if guys would just do things on OUR time frame. We would only have to ask ONE time, things would get done, we would be happy because what we needed done would be done, and the guys would be happy because we were not nagging because we were happy. Seems pretty simple to me?!?!?! Our vacuum broke a week and a half ago when the house was only half vacuumed. Well, I immediatly said to Greg, will you fix the vacuum to which he agreed. I walked past that vacuum for 10 days, many times a day. Getting more and more annoyed everytime I passed it. Every piece of anything on my floor made me more and more mad. I just kept thinking. Does Greg not notice how dirty the house is? There is no way he was not noticing the big vacuuming in the middle of the hallway. One time I think he even stubbed his toe on it. To which I said in my head "you deserve that, I hope its broken" ( i really did not hope it was broken but I am glad it hurt a little bit)! Well one night after work, I could not take it anymore...Greg was at school until ten that night so my only option was to fix the vacuum myself. I took it apart and yelled and cursed it and Greg for an hour and a half. But...got no where, I could not even get one certain part unscrewed to fix it. Every minute just got me more and more mad and Greg and I was starting to think, I really do wish he had broken his toe :)! I even got to the point where I considered just going out and buying a new one. Finally after and hour and a half I text Greg, who was sitting in class, a nasty and very NAGGY text, telling him that "I was sick of the dang vacuum not being fixed and had given him ample time to fix it, and I was going to get more than naggy if he did not fix it!" (It might have even been a little bit more nasty than that, but I am editing for my reputation. I felt a little better after interrupting Gregs consentration in class and giving him my naggy piece of mind that had been builing for 10 days. He obviously got what I was saying because at ten-thirty at night, Greg walked in the door and straight to the vacuum. And proceeded to spend an hour and a half also trying to fix that vacuum.
After an hour and a half of watching Greg struggle to fix the vacuum and my glaring eyes sitting across the room saying repeatedly naggy things in my head, the vacuum was fixed!!!
And, I was able to vacuum my house at MIDNIGHT, yes MIDNIGHT for the first time in ten days! But I still don't get it. If guys don't want to feel like we are nagging them, or don't want to feel like "they can do nothing right" then why don't they just do things when we ask the first time?!?! It is simple in my mind :)
