Imagine this:
- You wake up, walk into the kitchen to grab breakfast and find out that the leftover french toast quinoa (with toasted pecans, dried cherries, and cinnamon – recipe coming soon) you had dreamed about eating for breakfast is gone. Apparently your significant other beat you to it.
- Then, as you pass by the kitchen sink, you discover that when your main squeeze “helped” do the dishes last night, he/she left the usual lone straggler. That’s right, EVERY.SINGLE.TIME your spousal unit washes the dishes he/she overlooks a SINGLE random cup, bowl, or spoon (How is that even possible?!?).
- After washing the “forgotten” dish, you head to the utility room to start a load of laundry. As you sort the clothes something catches your eye…It’s a blotch on an otherwise uniform fabric…The type A person’s worst nightmare…Yup, it’s a STAIN…on your spouse’s BRAND NEW pants. You immediately realize that the big greasy spot is not going to come out no matter how much elbow grease you put into it and submit to the fact that it will be in good company with all of your spouse’s other stained, ripped, and holey clothes. [Read more…]
