I hate it when my husband, who does none of the housework (inside) judges me and gives me sh*t on how I clean our house.

We have one of those Scrubbing Bubbles shower cleaner things. If you’ve never bought one, I’d suggest not wasting your money. It does a decent job, but not worth the ~$19.99 I paid for it. Anywho, my definition of “decent” is that while it cleans the area immediately around it (w/in 6-8”), it doesn’t do a whole lot for the other side of the shower from which it resides. So, on occasion, I’ll move it from one side of our entirely-too-small shower to the other, just for a little change of pace. (It’s a bad sign when your excitement for the week comes from relocating your shower scrubber…but, I digress.) So, yesterday, I moved it from the side it was on to the shower door because the door needs some attention. Now, granted, it is a little in the way if you’re getting into the shower, but how difficult is it to take its little hook and re-hook it on the other side of the shower? So, anywho, Randy looks at me this morning and says, “Why do you keep moving this to right here?” pointing to the cleaner thing. I look at him and say, “Because the door needed cleaned and that thing doesn’t do a very good job outside of its immediate area,” to which he replies, “Oh. Well, it’s in the way.” Really? It’s in the way of you not being in the shower?? I apologize, your royal highness…I’ll do better next time to accommodate you being out of the shower. Or, better yet, how’s ‘bout you shove it in your ear until you do something to help me clean something inside the house?

I'm just sayin'...