My fourth wedding anniversary is fast approaching. If you were reading my blog last year, you probably remember that my husband FORGOT our anniversary. I would like to say that I didn't really care, but that would be a lie. I was angry with him for weeks.
I learned my lesson last year, so I have been talking about our anniversary constantly. If he forgets this year, I might have to kill him. Anyways, I have told him in no uncertain terms that I want a dishwasher as a gift. He keeps telling me that we don't have enough space for a dishwasher. So last night, I may have implied that we should buy a new house to remedy the problem.
I want a damn dishwasher! I feel like I am the only person on the face of the planet who washes everything by hand. It is time consuming and boring. And well, I just want a dishwasher! If I cannot have my beloved dishwasher, I don't want anything else. Yes, I am a whiny 4 year old.