In the morning, she saw me put the clean silverware on the counter before I had put them in the drawer.
She said, "The cats walk on there! They have dirty paws! You have a hygiene problem, you are never clean!"
She walks out to go to work, and I went on putting up the dishes from the dishwasher. She came back in for something just as I was banging the pots into their shelves under the cabinet.
"Stop banging the dishes!" she shouts.
Later that day, around lunch time, I call her. "I cleaned the counters because the cats are dirty," I say.
She says, "Look, I'm breaking down here and I have no energy and I don't have time for your passive aggressive attitude."
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