I'm totally wrecked this week. Andrew is in Halifax for the week and I'm a little glad the King is out of town so I can lay on the couch and lay off the household Martha crap for a few days without anyone complaining and moving all my stuff huffing and puffing like their office isn't a total pigsty and the clothes that are supposed to be IN the dresser are still ON the dresser 2 weeks later.
Apparently, our lifestyle is spiralling out of control since the Bodysnatcher came along. The magic fridge where all the yummy homemade food just appears for him seems to be broken and all that's left in the linen closet are the scratchy little towels. We have dust bunnies. He's been forced to eat canned soup for lunch SEVERAL times in the last few weeks. And all he's had to go with it is the same home made double chocolate banana cake...DAY after DAY. Its awful.
Its a dire situation. He's very protective of his meal quality and now that happy secure place is threatened now that I can't stay alert enough to responsibly use the stove past 6pm. AND ITS ONLY GOING TO GET WORSE... Like frozen dinner and take out worse.
You have no idea what its like to only have one kind of juice in the fridge. If you let these things get out of hand, an inch becomes a mile, and the next thing you know you've gone from drinking organic strawberry mango banana to Tang made with tap water and without even realizing it you've hit Juice Skid Row.
Apparently, our lifestyle is spiralling out of control since the Bodysnatcher came along. The magic fridge where all the yummy homemade food just appears for him seems to be broken and all that's left in the linen closet are the scratchy little towels. We have dust bunnies. He's been forced to eat canned soup for lunch SEVERAL times in the last few weeks. And all he's had to go with it is the same home made double chocolate banana cake...DAY after DAY. Its awful.
Its a dire situation. He's very protective of his meal quality and now that happy secure place is threatened now that I can't stay alert enough to responsibly use the stove past 6pm. AND ITS ONLY GOING TO GET WORSE... Like frozen dinner and take out worse.
You have no idea what its like to only have one kind of juice in the fridge. If you let these things get out of hand, an inch becomes a mile, and the next thing you know you've gone from drinking organic strawberry mango banana to Tang made with tap water and without even realizing it you've hit Juice Skid Row.
So. Since he is way better at complaining than actually picking up a broom or taking a list to the grocery store, we're going to get a housekeeper to come in and look after the dust bunnies so I can concentrate on fixing the magic fridge.
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