Another chapter in "I love my husband but..." The on going battle with lawn weeds.

I will put weed killer on the lawn and then my husband will mow. Kind of like amputating a limb with gangrene, the weed continue to flourish. I have discussed this with him at length on numerous occasions. He does the typical husband response(an indication that he isn't truly listening; the bobble head nod) I have even made a point of asking him when he intends to mow again. He will indicate he has no plans to mow for a day or so but as soon as I put the week killer down, he mows! It's like he feels guilty or something for not mowing if I'm working in the yard.
I thought I won this time though. I waited until after he mowed. With the crazy weather we were having I bought the kind that is rainproof in an hour. I figured I had won...wrong! No sooner had I finished and gone back into the house to work on book three of the 'From Earth to Terra' series, hubby decides to wash off the patio and sidewalk around the pool, (the edges of which is where the vast majority of the weeds thrive) washing away the weed killer.
On the positive side, he hasn't been in the front yard since he mowed it and that's where I started. So those little tenacious beasts are history!