- the condo is ALWAYS CLEAN AND TIDY.
- i end up sprawling at least 65% of the bed.
- using up most of an evening at the gym doesn't carry any 'get home late' guilt
- i have no desire to cook anything complex for myself
- all the clothes in the laundry are mine. rob goes thru a lot of clothes in a given day and every time i haul out the clothes from the dryer, i end up with 2 pairs of underwear and everything else is rob's stuff.
- i can (without offending rob) listen to janet jackson and that one chaka khan song i love so much in loud volumes.
- the dishes don't wash themselves.
for those of you who've forgotten what rob looks like (i know i need a refresher), here are photos of rob doing Gob's chicken dance in my brother's yard. if you don't know who Gob or what his chicken dance is, uh, there's no hope for you.
i'll be flying to edmonton this friday to join rob and film the special day.
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