2 . . . that I finally dug out my office, and now can be grateful that I have office space separate from The Husband’s—it makes me much more productive and good at my job.
3 . . . for our washer and dryer (which is generally synonymous with “Husband,” but I did my first load of laundry since we moved into this house—had to, since I want to pack my snuggliest pajama shirt, and The Husband, the launderer, is out of town).
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Hmmm. I am reminded when you heard that Robbie Bosco did his own laundry for the first time when he went to college... You were livid. What happened?
I was? Weird. I can do my laundry, it's just that in the Romo division of labor, that's Mark's job. I wipe the kitchen counters.
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