14 January 2009

Fact

Don't get me wrong:  My husband is a very clean person.  In fact, in some regards, he is cleaner than I am.

But.  (There always is one, isn't there?)

Something about husbands prevents them from being the nighttime surveyor.  Wives, you know what I mean.  The nighttime surveyor is the one who surveys the kitchen before bedtime to make sure the counters are cleared off and ready for the next day's piles of stuff.

Particularly clear of a plate of uncovered, freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies that will go stale if left fully overnight, and so must be eaten by an insomniac wife.

I'm such a martyr for my family.


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