About 3 months ago, I asked Ali to pick up laundry Detergent.
I specified he needed to visit Duane Reade and only Duane Reade.
I instructed him to purchase Ology detergent and only Ology detergent.
I encouraged him to take a photo of our nearly empty Bottle so as to avoid confusion.
On our way to a school fundraiser…for which I actually did my hair and put in my contact lenses.
Then the craziest thing happened!
Ali brought home the right detergent. And not just that, he bought TWO bottles because they were on sale.
I commended him for his Forward Thinking.
Took a quick trip to LA and witnessed an in-flight wedding proposal. Luckily she said “yes.” Which was great because I can’t think of anything more awkward than sitting next to someone for 6.5 hours after they’ve said “No.”
Two weeks ago Ali found himself at Duane Reade again – honestly, he’s there every other day – where he picked up 2 additional bottles of detergent.
Because they were again on sale.
When he returned home with this unexpected surprise, I was a bit concerned with our inventory levels but swallowed my storage fears and instead commended him (again) on his forward thinking.
My 48 hour trip to LA included a morning walk with my dad. Love my walks with my dad. Love my dad.
Yesterday Ali came home with 2 additional bottles of detergent.
This brings our current inventory to 5 bottles of detergent (one just finished) in an apartment with no storage space. None.
At lunch where Maya and I celebrated good hair weather and clean clothes.
Sorry, but I can no longer celebrate Ali’s forward thinking because I do believe he keeps buying detergent just so he can watch me stress out about where to store it.
Because what could be more fun than continually hauling heavy bottles of detergent home with the main purpose of annoying your wife?
Not much I guess.
