Dang It

My wife asked me if i fed the cats last night, and if i wouldnt mind not putting the wet meat and the dry biscuits on the same plate as its a pain in the butt to clean the next day.

and........ now ive forgotten what i was gonna write. Isnt that just real life, so please, in the absense of divine wisdom about how not to repeat the past, please consider your wife or even your mother, and ask yourself if you have any areas of apathy which make things difficult to bear on a sunday morning. And Repent and be conformed more fully into His likeness.
God, help me to honour my wife by showing more consideration for how i feed the cats - who are tuppence and 'mr' molly (mr molly as the kids had gotten used to the name molly, then we discovered she owned a body part little girls arent meant to have - yes we have the worlds first trans gender cat)
sorry - will ask god to remind me what it was.