Last night as I was getting ready for the gym I asked the Niff if she's seen my workout notebook. I keep track of all the cardio, cross training, and lifting I do. I have gotten out of the groove of doing that and was looking to get back into it and needed my notebook. The exchange went like this, verbatim.
Me: "Hey, do you know where my workout notebook is?"
Niff: "Why do you need it?"
Me: "To keep track of my progress"
Niff: "Hold on a sec, I can help you with that, I just need to find any old blank notebook"
Goddamnit. She's good. Too good.
