Rants and Raves...

Usually when I rant, I end up regretting what I have ranted.
@#$& regret and full speed ahead!
I strongly dislike when I end up doing all of the cleaning!
I don't know how it happens, but it does. Often.
I even take the crappy jobs so that the workload is shared.
Still. Nothing.
He never lifts a finger! Not one.
I scrub and wash and fold and today I even tried taking the double-paned windows apart to clean the hard water marks off of them, so I can spy on my obnoxious-dog-owning neighbors.
Did he even offer sage advice? Nope.
I vaccuumed. Again.
I did laundry and dishes.
I cleaned mirrors.
Sigh.
Will any of this change when he learns how to walk?
:)
I love him.