in the beginning of the summer my husband noticed something.

doing dishes makes me really angry and hostile. especially when we have dinner parties and a multitude of pots, pans and dishes await me after a long night of way too much food and red wine.

so now, after dinner, i am not allowed in the kitchen. jimmy kicks me out and he does the dishes along with anyone else he can recruit to help him. this weekend it happened to be my in-laws, sam, zoe and elliott.

as you may have guessed, this new arrangement has been working out quite well.

i feel a bit princess-y but i think everyone that lives with me prefers this to the angry/hostile me.