and why can't you read my mind?????

I haven't felt this angry for such a long time...
We have hard rubbish collection on Thursday morning, and the dryer is still on the bloody wall! I have been patiently waiting and politely asking for six months for it to be taken down so I stop hitting my head on it when I scrub the clothes! It is still there! I am so tempted to just bash it down and make him clean up the mess, except that he would forget about it and I would have to do that too.
Anyway, I should at least go and do the dishes with the one hand I have spare!
Until next time...