I am getting divorced. After eighteen years of marriage I simply can not pick up, wash off, smooth out, and roll up that damn tube of toothpaste one more time. I will not tolerate this lack of respect, one more day.
I like my toothpaste straight, and my sink clean. I like my toothpaste to remain in its shape, so I squeeze from the bottom up. My ex-husband never did care about the shape of our toothpaste, as long as it comes out, and usually all over the sink. Every morning and night, he would get the toothpaste all bent out of shape, and messed up. Every morning and night, I would try to s…
