Busted my ass taking care of the to-do list today. In the middle of a task I remembered stuff we need for dinner. Texted hubby to ask him to stop & get it on the way home. Sat down to respond to an email (about stuff to add to the to-do list) right before hubby walked in the house. He basically freaked that I asked him to stop at the grocery store while I’ve been sitting here on my ass all day.
And, he hadn’t read my text before leaving work so he hadn’t stopped for the food.