Endless, predictable marital and relationship reminders.
Asked my husband to grab milk. Asked again. Asked a third time. He finally said, "Why didn’t you tell me?" So I put a sticky note on the TV remote. He came home with milk. And the sticky note, framed.
Forks DOWN. Knives DOWN. Spoons UP. Bowls are not hats for plates. I love you. Fix it.
At 11:58 PM my wife said, "The trash goes out tomorrow." At 11:59 she said, "So it goes out tonight." At midnight she said nothing at all, which was so much worse. I was at the curb by 12:01 in one slipper.
SATURDAY: 1. Gutters 2. Garage 3. The thing you said you’d fix in 2019 4. Smile 5. Relax (after 1–4)