The other day my husband (trying to be helpful) called upstairs to me, “Why is the milk sitting out on the counter?” Pause. ”Um, I can’t remember”, I say, “but could you just put it back in the fridge”. Later, as we were going to bed, I explained, “I remember why I left the milk out.” Pause….he didn’t ask why, but I told him anyway, and here is the story as I remember it:
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