I'm not really bashing my husband. This is merely something common among women through the ages, I believe.
So far this morning I've gone to the temple to be baptized and confirmed by proxy for one of my own direct ancestors as well as for five female names for Brother So-and-So. I came home and changed clothes in order to work out at the rec center for 36 minutes. I've had breakfast, read the Book of Mormon, and have started a load of laundry. I'm now blogging. My husband is still sleeping.
He thinks he knows, but he doesn't really know how much I pack into one day.
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