March 16th, 2009

Cohabitation Nation

Really lovely weekend . . . bright and sunny, with that thing in the air that says spring will be here soon. In the midst of this lovely weekend, I had a conversation that went something like this:

Me: Puttering around the kitchen, washing a few dishes and what not
Him: Enters the kitchen, gives me a hug
Him: "Why do you always clean up after me?"
Me: "Because you leave your stuff everywhere."
Him: "But I'm going to get to it."
Me: "It's just a few things, I'd rather do it now."
Him: "But you don't always have to clean up!"
Me: "Don't worry, there will be more messes. I'll let you clean up later."

It's some kind of twisted bliss.