This morning I got up to a filthy greasy stove. He decided to fix a pound of bacon last night and didn't even think of cleaning up the mess. Well....he's about out of clothes and I'm not doing his laundry. I always wash his separately because of the work he does. Plus....he doesn't wipe his a$$ very well and I don't want his $hit chunks floating around with my stuff. I know some of you are laughing at that last line.....I just reread it and laughed myself...lol.
So ....he'll have to decide which one he wants to do, because I won't do both. Also....he just called my son to say he was going to be a little late. Jerk can't call me I guess....don't want him to anyway.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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