When I came home, mid-morning, this was what I found on my kitchen counter:
Um, what does Sheldon's note mean?
Does he think that I pick and choose which dirty dishes that I'm going to clean in a day? "Don't think we'll be using bowls in the next couple of days so I'll leave that one with the leftover cereal in it and clean it on the weekend?"
Will he be arriving home after school with an urgent need to travel with a hot drink?
I think I'll go have a cup of coffee and let those breakfast dishes wait for the after school snack crowd. They can unload and load the dishwasher. Me? I'm taking my coffee, in my clean cup, to go.
