I'm pissed at my wife. She makes this huge announcement that we spend too much on clothes alteration/repair and dog sweaters/jackets
(90% all her clothes/ decisions for dog stuff). then follows up this announcement that she's going to be doing all our alterations and making the dog's jackets and proceeds to buy a sewing machine, and material/textiles/supplies (which turns out to be fucking expensive and a total bummer to shop for - going to places like Michael's arts supply and fabric stores is depressing as shit).
did I mention she has absolutely no training in how to sew? when the hell did she think she'd have time to learn how to sew anyways? We are about to go on a huge road trip to the south (maybe also scouting for places to move soon) and I mention how maybe she can cut some of my old pants into shorts... and she ends up taking 3 pairs of pants to the dry cleaners/tailors to have them hemmed/cut.
I'm actually pretty excited that she wanted to learn something very "domesticated wife-ly" (since she doesn't cook, know how to clean a house, ect) do but this is just such a