I just shattered a glass cutting board, which burst into thousands of projectile shards. It looked and sounded like a car accident had happened in my kitchen. It also triggered the deep-seated anal retentive in my husband, and he insisted on deep cleaning the ENTIRE ROOM. He told me to “just relax” while he took care of it.
Furniture moving, counter sterilizing, floor vacuuming and mopping. On his hands and knees with a sponge, a squinted eye and a magnifying glass.
Meanwhile, I made a drink and wrote this blog.
Sometimes it’s really great being married to a Virgo.