My husband Steven has been slacking around the house. He told me he'd go to the grocery store-didn't, he's supposed to cook dinner and hasn't in weeks, the lawn needs to be mowed and more importantly, he was supposed to do the laundry, which included washing a blouse I wanted to wear to a meeting today. I'm running around the house looking for this blouse and can't find it anywhere. When I ask him, he said he can't keep track of every piece of clothing I own.

When I press him with what he's been doing with all of his time he doesn't seem to know. I bend over to pick up a pile of la... Show more