‘Sweetie, can you do me favour?’ asks Beloved over the phone.
‘What is it first?’ I ask in turn, somewhat crankily.
‘Can you iron 3 of my shirts for the bike show this weekend, the yellow ones?’
‘All right’ I huff, keeping firmly in mind the surprise mini-holiday Beloved is taking me on next week.
The shirts are pretty hard to iron so I sprayed them with a bit of water and stuck them in the dryer for a quick spin. When they came out they didn’t even need ironing! But since I had already got the iron, ironing board and coat-hangers out I couldn’t let them go to waste. So I put the shirts on the hangers, and left them hanging off the end of the ironing board.
‘Are they okay?’ I asked Beloved nonchalantly, as he packed them away.
‘Yup, they are great thanks’ he says with a kiss on the cheek.
Who is a good little housewife then? However, karma was swift in telling this lazy bitch not to get to cocky. After Beloved had left for the bike show I discovered our fur baby had a shit-covered poop hole. Do you know how hard it is to clean a dog’s bum by yourself, when he is big, hairy and unwilling?
Hahaha! You have such a dainty way with words.
Unfortunately, I do know. Big credit to you for handling it by yourself.
My delicate way with words obviously matches my nature
LOL! I tell ya though, there was some near dry-reaching moments in there! Glad u can feel my pain! GYL
Wow, that karma can be a real bitch.
Yeah something like ‘oh, you think u are so clever you lazy bitch. Here’s something that will make your Friday night’ *cue dog with an unhappy intestinal tract and an overly furry bum on a warm day* Deeeelightful! GYL