You Know I Love You, But (#2)....
Dear Big Guy,
You know I love you. While we've never had an issue with TP never being replaced on the TP holder, I was surprised to find this on the shelf in the bathroom the other day.
Dear Big Guy,
You know I love you. While we've never had an issue with TP never being replaced on the TP holder, I was surprised to find this on the shelf in the bathroom the other day.
I love you, but blowing your nose with TP just isn't the same.
This too, I know I'll learn to live with.
Love,
Me.
5 comments:
It drives me CRAZY that DH can't use TP for nose blowing things until I can replace the box. It's an OCD thing for him. I almost feel like stuffing the tissue box with TP sometimes.
Oh - that's the story of my life... empty boxes of Kleenex - empty boxes in the pantry of crackers - empty cartons of milk in the fridge... drives me a tad insane each time!
Maybe this is the worst of your troubles? If soo.....go for it!
I blame the cat.
--The Big Guy.
Hmmm. I don't know. We've been married twenty years in this house, and we still fuss over the TP. But I'm with Jason, if this is the worst of your troubles.....
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