Coffee Stains

When Josh and I announced our marriage and got to figuring out where we would live, several people joked about how “once we lived together certain quirks wouldn’t be so cute.” Well, I stand by our decision to not live together before getting married and to be honest I can only think of one little thing Josh does that drives me crazy.

Is it the water he splashes all around the sink? I mean seriously, it’s not a facewash commercial in there but you would think by the mess that it is. But, no that isn’t it.

Could it be that he leaves his school stuff all over the family room floor? Nope, it’s not that either.

The thing that drives me crazy are the coffee rings.

When we got engaged I started collecting furniture and re-fashioning them to fit our style. Well, I fell in love with this 1970’s square coffee table with the original diamond shaped hardware. I painted it this amazing color blue and just adore this piece of furniture.

My dear, sweet, husband unfortunately has a habit of not using coasters. So in the morning while he enjoys his coffee (not very carefully) rings of spillover form at the base of his cup. He then proceeds to forget that he didn’t wipe the table and by the time I get to it, the rings have stained the paint.

I have re-painted that table 4+ times in the 5 months we have been married and it drives me crazy.

Thankfully, it’s not the end of the world and not the worst quirky trait possible.

I wonder what he would say my most annoying trait is….