by Kelly
So I said I do.
What … now I’m obliged to sweep,
fold and scrub for him?
Haiku 255
Posted: under Daily Haiku, Kelly's Haiku.
Tags: anger, cleaning, housework, husband, marriageSeptember 12th, 2009
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But you haven’t said
“no more” and must fork over
half your life savings.
Comment by D. Gale — September 12, 2009 @ 7:58 am
This is such a true haiku that I don’t even know what to say without responding in pages and pages of tirades about how I hate picking up my husbands socks all over the house and how for once I wish he would do the dishes if I fall asleep while putting kiddo to bed. I know there are men out there who are good at helping out but from what I’ve heard, most guys still suck at this.
My apologies to D. Gale and our other male readers. I don’t mean you.
Comment by Alison — September 13, 2009 @ 9:04 am