Yesterday I narrowly avoided tripping over 2 pairs of shoes the wife had placed on the stairs. Took them off the stairs and put them in the porch by the front door where they have always been put. Wife has a go at me for cluttering the porch and puts the shoes in the wardrobe in the bedroom.
This morning I am about to go to the car and reaslise there are no shoes near the door so go back upstairs and find my shoes in the wardrobe. Put them on walk out to the car and get some stuff and return to the house. I slip off my shoes and put the stuff away. While I am doing this the wife puts my shoes back in the bl00dy wardrobe so when I need to go back to the car to get the second load I have to go back upstairs...
I ask what she is playing at and apparently it is all my fault!
I think I shall move into the garage and live a simple blokes life*
*I suspect my wife would agree to this