Oscar put his own clothes in the laundry hamper without me saying ANYTHING.
Ah, it truly brought a tear to my eye.
Let's contrast that with one of the most frustrating things in my world:
He took these shelves down last November and it is now almost May. And he complains how inefficient and cramped the kitchen is...
I figure six months is plenty of time for him to have taken care of this before I gripe publicly.
Besides, he has said that he doesn't read my blog anyway. :P
Pre-21st century wifely complaint: "You never listen to me!"
21st century wifely complaint: "You never read my blog!"
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