Men...laundry...if they're not shrinking your mocha cashmere sweater down to a child's 6x by helping with the laundry and promising to remove it from the super-gentle washer cycle to the flat towel-covered drying rack instead of the heated dryer...when YOU would have ACTUALLY DONE IT cuz you LOVED that sweater, they're using laundry to watch TV...errr...gain brownie points by helping with chores. lol
I am so sorry about your shoes...more sorry you had to 'fess up about their cost...hoping a suitable replacement pair will follow you home again one day!
I know what you mean about the alarm clock...there are several 'sounds' that could bring me back to this world from the great beyond, never mind sleep...and I use the term loosely cuz I don't get much of it...things like a kitty hair ball or the sound of canine or feline diarrhea on a comforter will do it, too.
Heck, Brody's "err" can barely be heard, but I'm upright and headed for "outside" before I even wake up cuz it means he 'really' needs to go!
I understand the hands and knees scrubbing thing...DH is so sorry when I have to do that, too! It makes his TV watching and computer game playing...sad...interruptions, and all that jazz!
So, wipe those tears, get out the magic marker for those greys, and keep posting the "Deadbug Adventures, Chronicled" for those who do understand!
