Appreciate me!

Today is Administrative Professionals Day! Or as my boss called it yesterday “Secretary Appreciation Day” which made me giggle. My boss is taking me out to lunch today to show her appreciation and I think I also convinced her to combine this day with my birthday. (Which is in, oh I don’t know, 18 days!) I get a little self conscious when my boss gets me gifts, so I try to keep the number of possible gift days at a minimum.

So in honor of a day where I’m to be appreciated for the work I get paid to do, I’d like to make a list of things I do on a regular basis that I believe needs some attention and a little bit of appreciation (read: foot massages)

*Note: I’m making this list only b/c my husband refused to give me a foot massage last night even after I proceeded to whine about all of the things I do for him on a daily basis.

• Dishes. Holy crap how do they accumulate so quickly? It’s amazing. The dishwasher got fixed so at least I don’t ever have to worry about doing them all by hand. I think I’d go mad.
• Cleaning the litter box. After living with the beast that is Pax and his giant poos, I’ve learned to ignore the stench emitting from the litter box and I suck it up and clean it. I try to do it every day so as to cut down on buying a ton of litter but sometimes it gets away from me.
• Feeding and watering the cats and dog. Tis I that gets up in the wee hours on a Saturday morning in the hopes that if I feed the cats early enough they won’t start meowing at 9am anyways. Hasn’t happened yet.
• Taking the dog out. 3 flights of stairs and a dog that hates being on a leash makes for one craptacular multiple times a day job. Ok, a shared job but I think I do it most often. But then again I guess I should since the dog is technically mine. Though if we’re playing that game the cats are your animals…
• Clean. Last night I cleaned both bathrooms and mopped the kitchen floor. I’m talking, I may have violated my bathrooms they are so clean. Like scrubbed the woodwork, clean. Tonight? Dusting and Vacuuming.
• Make lunches and dinner. Everyday. It’s actually a running joke in my house to compliment my husband on his superb cooking when he orders in. “Mmm baby this is the best pizza you’ve ever made. I bet you slaved over a hot oven for hours making this!”

So, my darling husband, I hope that this post produces such an immense amount of guilt that you will surprise me tonight with a much needed foot massage.

A girl can dream can’t she?

*kisses*

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