Last night, I discovered that at least some portion of what I say actually makes it past the fuzz and into his head.

Pursuant to the Marital Advisory Notice posted some time ago,  I was duly notified at midnight that there remained only two coffee filters; enough for the morning's pot and my mid-day brew.

Please note, dear husband, that there is no "reward" for such actions. Rather, there will simply be no negative consequences and the dogs will not be invited to occupy your side of the bed.

Some things you do for the simple joy of knowing that your wife won't change the locks.

(That said, I AM grateful… the Little Horror is much easier to take when I'm on caffeine and she's not 😉  )