About 9:20.
I cooked dinner tonight, just to prove to Patricia that I could. And I could. So there. The fact that I produced slop not fit for a pig to roll around in is besides the point. The point is, I made dinner. Get over it.
After dinner I did the dishes. Once again, I did this to prove to Patricia that I was capable of such a task.
After that I took a shower. Guess why?
Say, why don't you do something for your spouse, something to prove to you that you can do the thing or things that she or he thinks you cannot do? The trick is, you perform the task poorly, making key mistakes along the way, such that your spouse never asks you to do that task again. Works every time!
It is now pushing 9:30. Tomorrow, after work, I have my bi-weekly
Toastmasters meeting, after which I am off work until Tuesday. Deep
Roots, here I come!
I think I will turn in, as I have a long day tomorrow.
See you then.
Bevboy
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