I know I've talked about the morning routine in the house of KAT. To sum it up, it's, well, it's a little one-sided.
While I also have to shower and do some shaving and get dressed to go to work, I get to do it with two dogs running around trying to covertly poop where I won't see it and perhaps rip off the other's ear if they can manage. All together now: "Boy, does the PH have it made!"
Don't believe me? Oh, you will when I tell you what got added to my list of chores this morning. In addition to everything else, I had to get under the hood of the car the PH was driving to work and CHECK THE OIL. Seven o'clock this morning, in my pajamas, freezing my butt off, with the neighbors all coming out to warm up their cars. There I was, the neighborhood grease monkey.
In the PH's defense (not that he deserves one!), he does wear a suit to work that he didn't want to get stained and I am much better at checking and filling the oil than he is, but still...
If he asks me to rotate the tires for him, I'm putting my foot down.
So many books...
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