Fuck people and their stupid draconian use of vehicles to take stuff I ACTUALLY use to storage.

My nice little set of 2 big and 2 small special plates is not here. Nope. I was going to use it to have my breakfast.

No other small plates around that weren’t dirty. I mean I had to wash the stupid pan of stinky old eggs made the day before by someone else so that I could make my fried egg and put it on a flippin plate.

I do not like washing dishes and washing more than that dumb pan is what dries my hands out more and more, it’s bad enough I have to wash my hands during the day, let alone WASH ANYTHING.

I hate having to do dishes it is not my thing and everyone knows it. I would rather throw up than wash dishes.

So I’m very upset and my husband DOESN’T understand at all. He is a picky at me person anymore. Thinks it’s funny, but it’s not funny to me.

Firstly he comes home and said “Oh you’re making me bacon” I said no. Daughter says “She’s making me bacon”

Well, no. Then I go to get a plate, none there. For some reason I used to see two small plates in the cabinet usually. I would use one and that was it. Sometimes I would use one for lunch. Point is when I use one I rinse it off and let it sit with some water on it.

Anyway I told him I was really upset and he goes and says “You are always upset” uh, no buddy I am not ALWAYS upset.

I’m so upset I abandoned my breakfast making. Butter in pan, bacon in air fryer and now all I can do is type this while tears drip down my face.