After looking at dishes in the sink for half a day I went into my boyfriends man cave, sat down next to him and let him know a sad but true fact. That when I do dishes it makes my cancer hurt. His reaction? He half smiled, made a sound that was sorta like a awww, not quite though and hugged me. And then went back to what he was doing.
A bit drastic? Well you might think I'm going overboard and I might be. However I do need to point out that I did dishes twice this week (all dramatic like, holding up two fingers)
I sense his power to out wait me or ability to pretend there are no dishes in the sink may just be far greater than my desire to get it done. True story.
My new plan is the next time he comes in the room is to quickly put the phone to my ear pretend I am talking to my "doctor" and say loudly: "wait, hold on doctor (I shall place emphasis on doctor) let me write this down. Uhuh uhuh. So don't do dishes or sweep the floor? Right. It makes the cancer hurt. Ok got it. well thank you doctor." All the while silently mouthing to him see, I told you.
Wish me luck!
