Tuesday is trash day. This morning when I was getting ready for work* I had to ask my wife what day it was, and I had to make sure yesterday wasn’t some weird holiday too. I needed to double check that it actually was Tuesday.
I didn’t do the dishes after I made dinner last night (chicken breasts, instant mashed potatoes, and canned green beans. Jen told me I did good). I was going to sneak them into the dishwasher while Jen was eating breakfast. A few minutes ago I heard some noise from the kitchen. She was putting the dishes in the dishwasher. I went out and helped, but I missed my chance to surprise her. Curses! Foiled again.
*I still get up at the same time I get up when I have to drive 15 hours to get to work. I still shower and get dressed every day and I am all put together as if I had to leave home at 7:15. We’re also still making the bed every day. There aren’t many things we can control, but we can still do that.