Everyone knows that Lon is a really good cook. One of the treatments for amyloidosis is chemo and stem cell transplant, and you're hospitalized for about three awful weeks. Lon lacks good laundry skills, so I thought we would have some quality bonding time together and do some sorting. Much to his credit, he kept the silliness to a minimum and actually listened. He now knows (or pretends to know) how to sort clothes.
We also had a little tutorial on counter wiping. He again listened carefully, but I have not noticed much improvement. I guess I'll just stick to being happy for all the good stuff he makes to eat and let the counters slide. In the grand scheme of things it probably doesn't matter much anyway.
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