Hey Josie!
I wanted to give you an update to what your friend (husband)/my roommate have been up to recently. I’m going out of town soon and I thought I should catch you up on his dirty dealings before I depart.
Jeff the Roommate still doesn’t have a job. He got an offer for a temp assignment somewhere far away, but he doesn’t have a car anymore because he sold it to buy food and diapers for our baby.
He eats a lot of poached eggs. Like, a lot. I tried them once when I was drunk and thought I liked them, but in retrospect, I think runny eggs are disgusting. Not as disgusting as a plate with dried up runny eggs on it, though! Seriously, it makes me barf for some reason to see baby chicken guts all over the place. Like, I’ll eat it if it’s all cooked up, but, like… ew.
Jeff has been meticulously keeping track of who does dishes and when. The current system is that we are supposed to let the sink fill up until we can’t put anything else in it, then we wash them. We alternate washing them every other time. I get stressed out because sometimes I can’t remember if I did them last or not! I’m afraid he’s going to chase me around the house with that Fabreeze if I don’t do the dishes! However, I let Jeff the Roommate clean his own damn baby chicken guts!!
He brought over a houseguest this week! I gave her directions to the East Village and she ended up in Coney Island. He also warned me not to let her know that I have weed in the house. I think she turns into a big, stupid She-Hulk if she knows it’s around. She talked about her lame boy drama while I watched ‘The Amazing Race’, but only the first half, so it could be worse. Last night, she fell asleep standing up.
I think you should visit next!!!
OK, that is all for now! Hope you are well, Josie, my dear, dear sister-in-law!!
