dirty laundry

June 10, 2008

it all started with the laundry.  but before i knew it i was leaving for work, my ring and a note on his desk, while he was still in the shower.  “if we can’t even figure out laundry, how are we supposed to figure out this” with an arrow pointing to my ring. 

we’d also fought the evening before.  feeling frustrated, backed into the proverbial corner, i did the one thing i do best.  i acted like a complete and total child.

i hope he can forgive me.


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