Conversation with Alan while climbing into bed. He: We need a wife to do the dishes when we're both too tired! ( I raised an eyebrow)...Or a husband! Me: How about a maid? He: YES a maid! Me: The last maid died. He: Who killed her? Me: I guess we did. I found her hunched over the sink with a fork sticking out of her forehead. Apparently she died of exhaustion, then plunged into the sink. He: So we killed her? From giving her too much to do? Me: Well, working all day and into the night is hard on a maid. He: You always bring up the dead maid story. Me: (nodding) Yep.
--Shorty blog today--big one tomorrow!