I don’t like to be a tattle tale but this has gone far enough.  I’ve asked Marty on several occasions to NOT jam the garbage in the garbage pail down sooo hard and sooo tightly that I cannot get the damned bag out of the can.  Well, he has done it for the last time.  This is what will be greeting him after he comes home from whatever business trip he is on now.

SLEEPING TIGHTLY (I’M SO FUNNY) UNTIL HE GETS HOME

Once, Lawyerboy left numerous nights of plates from his favorite midnight snack, pizza logs, in his room waiting for the maid, apparently, to take down to the dishwasher.  (I am the maid.)  So I nicely made his bed for him, and slipped all those dirty, hardened-sauced plates between his sheets for him to come home to after a long hard day at school and play.

You’d think they’d learn.