A big glob of peach - and therefore somewhat transparent and camouflage - jam on the counter.
Today I put my phone in it. I loved that.
Some days I spot it before and just clean it up.
If I said anything about it, he would act all surprised like there is no possible way he could have done that and not noticed; yet there is is, almost everyday. Peach jam. On my counter.
Have a different late night snack. Like an apple. Thanks.
I have said it once, and I will say it again. I did see his apartment and I married him anyway...
PS Love you CH, you know I do. :oP