To my loving husband Patrick,
I watched you struggle this morning and I did nothing. For that I am truly sorry. Please forgive me. I saw you open the Black Hole that is our tupperware drawer and I winced. I longed to fish out just what you needed, my love. You stayed the course and with nimble fingers you sought the tupperware and the lid to match. I marveled at your dexterity. You are usually successful but sometimes, nay most times you have to resort to tinfoil on tupperware, which is just so....wrong. I would like to figure out why lids go in but they never come out. I would like to rectify this situation immediately. Unfortunately, that drawer scares me.
I remain your loving and faithful wife.