Him: Do you want to sort laundry before I go to the Post Office?
Me: Did you seriously just ask me if I wanted to sort laundry?
Him: Do you want to know why I just asked that?
Him: Do you know how I know it needs to get done?
Him: Do you know what I wore to work yesterday?
Him: I had to wear an ABU top with A1C stripes on it. (He hasn't been an A1C for 6 months)
Me: Epic fail.
Him: Not on my part! Go sort laundry.
Me: Yes sir. In five minutes.
Sometimes I'm terrible at the whole domestic thing. I guess I just need to keep reminding myself of this.