Have you ever been roused from your sleep at six o’clock in the morning with a man’s voice in your ear screaming , “Are there any clean socks?”
Bet you didn’t see that one comin’!
And so, as I performed a man hunt for any clean survivors, my mind travelled to the thought of…today’s blog post.
Which I’ve aptly centered around the theme of:
If I had a dollar for every time I…
~Have to run after the garbage truck dragging four bags of trash because even though it’s trash day, no one bothered to take it out.
~Have to do a recon mission to locate the remote for one of the two men that share my abode.
~Have to witness my significant other clicking away aimlessly on the remote.
~Have to take out the dog and it starts to rain.
~Have to come up with a dinner menu because the only suggestion the men in the house have is “I don’t know”.
~Have to hear, “Whatever” from the son every time I tell him he has to do something.
~Need to do a supermarket run because I’m missing more than half of the ingredients for a recipe.
~Fail to pick up the phone because it’s lost somewhere, most times, only God knows where.
~Have to wear a sweater that is full of dog hairs because someone wrapped the dog in it.
~Have to clean out whiskers from the bathroom sink.
~Have to plunge the toilet.
~Have to charge every single technological gadget in the house that requires charging.
~Have to stock the toilet paper.
If I had a dollar for every time I have to…