Jen returned home late on Friday night, suitcase intact. I started to unpack it (lest it sit there for a month) and I was surprised to see that Jen had actually used the plastic laundry bag from the hotel. She had never done that before. To me, this meant that I wouldn't have to waste water and energy washing clothes she didn't wear, on account of them being mixed in with dirty laundry. So I opened the laundry bag to discover that it was full...of toiletries. What a letdown.
The toiletry bag was also inexplicably full of toiletries, which multiplied in the 3 days she was gone. The suitcase also contained several scraps of paper and receipts, which Jen needs to save for tax purposes. I would have kept them in my wallet, or better still, a separate envelope, but what do I know.
Jen had also taken my car, and on the outside it was none the worse for wear. But when I hopped in the next day to run to the store, I noticed the steering wheel was splattered with coffee. This is why I always have all-purpose cleaner and a roll of paper towels within arm's reach.
Even though she creates a whirlwind everywhere she goes, I am still happy to have her home.
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At my day job, my entire department consists of me and my boss. That's it, just the two of us. He comes up with the ideas, and I carry them out. It's a good arrangement. But I think he has ADD. 





