Sober Dad Asks: Should You Get A Medal For Taking Out The Garbage?

In a word, no.

When I first got married and we had our first child promptly thereafter, all I could think about was how wonderful I was.

Let me give you direct evidence of my wonderfulness.

Every Tuesday night, I rolled the garbage carts down to the street.

Every Wednesday afternoon, I rolled them back up to the side of the house.

On occasions far too numerous to count, I put my plate in the sink.

Sometimes I even scraped it off.

My socks seldom remained on the floor by the side of the bed for more than two days.

I know what you’re thinking.

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