The Boy will learn that what goes around comes around. Today, I came home to find a family-sized package of Lever 2000 on my bed. If you read Irish Spring, you'd know that our apartment didn't actually need new soap until 2007, but there it was, a whole package of Lever 2000 on my bed. This, from the brother who says he doesn't read my blog.
Cicada: So... There's Lever 2000 on my bed. I didn't think we needed soap. Did you read my blog?
The Boy: Yeah, I read your blog.
Cicada: You know I was only joking, right? You really didn't have to go out and buy new soap.
The Boy: Yeah, I know. But I realized you were right. It really does smell like old man! In any case, we won't have to buy soap again for a very, very long time.
So since my brother is the sweetest boy alive, I did him a favor tonight. On his way out the door to work, he noticed that Brother 2 had left his dinner leftovers on our stove. The Boy didn't have time to put them into Tupperware and into the fridge himself, so he asked me to do it. I really did not want to remove myself from the couch all night (indeed, it's where I'm sleeping tonight) but my motivation finally came when I remembered the soap on my bed. I got up, and lovingly put the leftovers in a tupperware container and put them in the fridge.
In related news, I'm beginning to wonder if I'm experiencing a little bit of karma here myself. For the first time in my history of blogging, a post has gone more than 24 hours without comment. Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that I haven't been diligent about reading and/or commenting on everyone else's blog... Or maybe it wasn't even remotely an exciting post. I'll try to post pictures of me in a bikini next time. Hopefully that will generate some feedback.