Sink-ing thoughts

Sometimes, I get so mad I actually want to throw things. Like a full cup of coffee. Into a wall. Or a gooey, crusty dish from the slimy sink--onto the floor. Somehow the thought of broken glass everywhere is so appealing, and yet the afterthought of having to clean it up is horrible. For future reference, for anyone married or about to be married or anyone who lives with another person: DO NOT put toothpicks, napkins, noodles, plastic-y garbage or ANY kind of garbage in the sink with dirty dishes. Especially if you know they won't be washed for a few days. And especially if you don't have a garbage disposal. Unnecessary dirt only leads to unnecessary violence against innocent dishes.