My dishwasher died last week. We went shopping for a new one this past weekend and a new one is being delivered and installed today (hurray!!). Since the dishwasher is dead, I have to hand wash everything. Yesterday, husband spent the whole morning in bed because he had a headache, which I hate when he does because when I have a headache or don't feel well I still have a everyone bothering me all day long and he does nothing to make sure I'm left alone. So, he was on my poop list.
I her him rattling around in the kitchen when he finally got out of bed making himself something to eat. The he comes into the den and says to me, "I washed my dishes and put them in the drain board and I washed the other dishes that were in the sink, even though they weren't my dishes."
The only think I said was, "Thanks," because he expect me to clap like a seal when he does something that he feels isn't his job, when what I really wanted to say to him was, "Oh? Because I have NEVER had to wash dishes that I didn't use or make dirty?"
I her him rattling around in the kitchen when he finally got out of bed making himself something to eat. The he comes into the den and says to me, "I washed my dishes and put them in the drain board and I washed the other dishes that were in the sink, even though they weren't my dishes."
The only think I said was, "Thanks," because he expect me to clap like a seal when he does something that he feels isn't his job, when what I really wanted to say to him was, "Oh? Because I have NEVER had to wash dishes that I didn't use or make dirty?"