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I got a real insight into the male mind last week. I've been working a lot, and no one seems to care about the state of the house except for me. I'm always fretting about the work that needs to be done. I never nag though, I know that's a lost cause.
So anyways, I'm sitting there thinking that there's so much that needs to be done, cat hair & dust are forming snowballs in the corners of the carpet, the dishes need to be thrown in the dishwasher, the cat is writing on the dust on the coffee table...
My man then tells me how lucky he is.
Lucky?
Yeah, I come home & suppers made, house is clean, girlfriend is cuddly.
I guess he doesn't see what I see at all.
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William Shakespeare
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