If you don’t mind, I’m going to complain for a moment. But before I do, you should know: I adore facebook. It is a really great tool for keeping in touch with the hundreds of people I have met throughout my life. I’ve moved so many times that it is really the only practical way to keep up with people. I love that I can be a part of my friends’ lives, despite the thousands of miles between all of us.
But let me tell you something that really, truly drives me absolutely bonkers. Up the wall, crazy.
When my status update is something like:
“I have the perfect husband.”
Don’t come up in here and tell me your husband is perfect. Don’t. Just don’t do it. Ya know why? I’ll tell you:
YOUR HUSBAND ISN’T AT MY
HOUSE DOING MY
LAUNDRY AND DISHES.
He’s also not at my house cleaning the bathrooms on the weekends.
Plus. I really don’t want your husband. I’d much rather keep mine. Not only because he does laundry and dishes without the slightest bit of animosity, he also loves me and tells me I don’t look like a whale and even though we’re both sitting the same distance from the fridge he still jumps up to get me a drink, and when I don’t feel like cooking he sweetly offers to make something.
So, when your husband starts cleaning my house… that is when we can start comparing husbands. But I would guess if your husband was cleaning my house there might be problems.
In other news… I might have a slight case of the crazies so… ummm… don’t mind me.