Tuesday, April 1, 2008
What I don't do when he's gone...
In the pst 3.5 weeks the dh has been gone I have come to find that there are things that I just don't do around the house and, strangely enough, I don't think they are things that the dh thought I'd slack off on. He expected me to not wake up in the mornings, kill the kid, and not take out the trash or pick up dog poo. I get up at 5:20 very morning, the kid is fine, the trash goes out 2x a week and the poo is picked up every day. I don't clean the snake cage or feed her (it's a once a week thing, he can do it on the weekends) because that was the deal. I didn't want to get the kid a snake, he did. I like snakes and all I just need another animal like I need another hole in the head (see previous posts on demon foster dog, all my fault for volunteering). I don't get the mail, it's just bills anyway, and I don't do the laundry. The dh takes care of that on the weekends so it's all good. See, and that just goes to show how much the dh still doesn't know about me...
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Since when did you get a snake?!?
I remember B mentioning something about snakes neither being good nor bad since they're just snakes...etc.... but I had noooo idea you guys have turned your Texas Tornado into the Dr. Doolittle compound! ;-)
If I could... I would... hence is why I give you grief!
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