This just happened.
I roll out of the Blues Laboratory.
And go fetch my laundry.
Somethings burning.
I walk into a smoke filled kitchen.
She has the overhead fan cranked on the stove.
"WTH is going on?"
"I put leftover pizza in the oven."
"I see the oven is set on 500."
"So?"
"Thats too high."
"Well its smoking because you haven't cleaned the oven!"
I then crawl on my belly like a reptile back to my safe space.
Because.
I love her.
And I know all too well.
She could have upgraded.
But I also know this.
For every wonderful.
Beautiful.
Loving.
Faithful.
mrs. blues.
There are twenty people that are sick and tired of her shit!
And now I have to go and clean the oven.
Why this post?
Because.
I want to know that its not just me.
Have mercy!
I roll out of the Blues Laboratory.
And go fetch my laundry.
Somethings burning.
I walk into a smoke filled kitchen.
She has the overhead fan cranked on the stove.
"WTH is going on?"
"I put leftover pizza in the oven."
"I see the oven is set on 500."
"So?"
"Thats too high."
"Well its smoking because you haven't cleaned the oven!"
I then crawl on my belly like a reptile back to my safe space.
Because.
I love her.
And I know all too well.
She could have upgraded.
But I also know this.
For every wonderful.
Beautiful.
Loving.
Faithful.
mrs. blues.
There are twenty people that are sick and tired of her shit!
And now I have to go and clean the oven.
Why this post?
Because.
I want to know that its not just me.
Have mercy!