This is the first post-it note I’ll ever save. My husband posted it on my monitor before a work call where these loud washing sounds were not appropriate.
It is also one of the most loving things he has ever done for me over the past years, partly because he’s not allowed in the kitchen except to get ice and a beverage.
Because of making most of the round pots and pans oval, rather than round, over the years going through our other kitchens he doesn’t cook and I do. I feed him well, perhaps too well.
I set up the dishwasher to turn on, all he had to do was push buttons. He did it. Is that love or what? Dee