Waking in the morning, he stumbles to the bathroom to shave before showering. Flipping on the light, the mirror greets him with a scrawl of dry erase ink obscuring his image. With a sigh and a slight chuckle, he scrawls his own words across the bottom edge, “love you,” and proceeds to shave amidst the ink.
Bless my husband, he not only puts up with my way of capturing thoughts but encourages me in the process.
What do you use to help you remember things?
5 thoughts on “Mirror Antics”
Wow, what a neat picture. Or a reflection. Or both.
Thanks Mollie=) The mirror in Nate’s and my first apartment was quite small, so he had to deal with a lot of ink squished into a tiny space.
My missus is very tolerant too. Fortunately my OCD means I always have a notebook and pen within a foot of me at all times. It also means our house is knee deep in notebooks, Hey ho. Swings and roundabouts and all that
Napkins, small scraps of paper, but most of all photo’s…
Photos! speak a thousand words.