Dear Diary!

I'm only writing to you this today, but... Mr. I Would Have Never Cheated On You went to take out the trash last night. Otherwise, it'd be a sweet gesture. I should appreciate that. Only he never does that at night. For almost a year now that we've been living together, he's doing it in the morning when he goes to work. Because it's on his way. Because he hates doing unnecessary steps. In addition, he wasn't coming back for a long time. Again. I asked him this morning why. He replied that he'd gone for a walk. Which would otherwise be fine. But he didn't bring me anything. I guess the flower was for someone else, this time.