Yahweh hadn’t felt much like talking today, so I left early. I decided to be good and make myself a real lunch at home.
I went to my kitchen. Fuck! Not only was the sink full of dishes, it was so full that I couldn’t wash them without pulling a bunch out onto the counter.
Is it bad that I sometimes miss the dishwasher more than my marriage? I definitely needed to do something about this kitchen. But damn, I’m hungry – and this was going to take a while to clean up.
Tomorrow. That’s when I’ll clean the kitchen. Right now I’ll just run out for a burger.