The faucet in our kitchen isn't working. It stopped working last night and Branden "didn't have time" to fix it right then. In other words, I'm not happy with him because I need it fixed and he is choosing to play WoW instead of fixing it. He didn't even come to bed until 2:30 AM because he was so "busy!"
Ok, I'm more than unhappy, I'm slightly angry. I knew it wouldn't get fixed today as he'd already planned to go pick up the vintage scooter that he was owed after doing some plumbing work. So today we ordered pizza for dinner. I hate to do it, but Branden doesn't understand that I can't make dinner without water and there are already two days' worth of dirty dishes in the sink/on the counter. (If you didn't know, our TINY kitchen is without dishwasher and I have to wash all dishes by hand in the one-compartment sink.)
He's promised that he'll LOOK at the faucet tomorrow. It's something, but not really enough. I need it FIXED. It's almost mind-blowing to realize that the only other place to get a drink of water is the bathroom. Of course, the bathroom sink is tiny, it's not as if I can do dishes in there.
I won't be too surprised if I'm quite a bit MORE angry tomorrow when the faucet still isn't fixed. In that case, expect a full-on rant.
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