I’ve developed an odd personality tick here somewhere along the midpoint of my life. It has manifested itself in the past couple weeks; I can’t stand to go to the sink and find it full — even if it was I who filled it.
So, this week, as the Lovely Wife has left me and the Offspring to our own devices, that I’ve made it a point to make sure the sink is never full. We are well in to day 3 and I’ve been successful so far.
My college roommates would probably find this highly amusing.