Just a restful Sunday

As I sit here doing the dishes, these diamonds of light make me happy. I mean, as happy as I can be doing the dishes. 

Doing the dishes is a pain in the ass itself, but doing the dishes after I asked B a week ago to clean the kitchen for me, so I'd have the proper head space to paint the bathroom, is another level. And before you're all "she hasn't cleaned her kitchen in a week?!" you're the one reading my blog so you're obviously here for the disfunction. So fuck off. 

So I painted the entire bathroom yesterday. And today I cleaned most of the kitchen. I say most because I had to stop because my shoulder is screaming at me for painting said bathroom. 

Sure am glad my first priority today was updating the cable so HE can watch the Superbowl tonight. 

And you might be saying that I'm not a very good wife to be bitching about this on the interwebs. If so, also, fuck off.