Never, ever, EVER leave your working wife at home for a week with nothing to watch but HGTV.
Arriving home Friday afternoon after a long week of work, I was informed that we’ll be taking on a few projects this weekend. Painting the shutters, trimming the hedges, and repainting a bedroom in two-tone blue with a fancy border are all on the docket. I thought all I had to do was fix a leaky sink.
Forward 48 hours, and primer and one-tone of blue is all that’s done.
She wonders, “Why it isn’t complete yet?”
I reply that despite it being her project, I won’t allow painting by pregnant folk.
I’ll be spending the remainder of the week on this project, hopefully finishing within time of the weekend when my parents will be visiting, we’re both standing up in a wedding, and we’re hosting Sunday brunch for 25.
No pressure.
My wife, obviously delirious, informed me that I looked sexy in my fleece sweatpants.
Obviously delirious.
My wife informs me that I’ve been a pain in the rear end the last few days. She also informed me that it was her fault.
Huh?
She told me that since she’s had “The Pox”, she hasn’t been feeling well enough to keep me in line. As a result, I’ve started thinking for myself; getting an attitude and the like.
She apologized for her lack of consideration but I still feel like owe her a card or something.
“Let’s trade in our old mommy and get a new one.” – That’s the report from the kid on finding out Mom has chicken pox.
I don’t envy her, though. Chicken pox as an adult completely stinks.
I, on the other hand, had chicken pox when I was in second grade. Gave them to my sisters as a Christmas present. Nice gift, huh? The worst part for me was that I didn’t even get out of school for it. I had to itch all through Christmas vacation.
Today was a good day. I steered clear of all idiots.
Having a good day is a very strange feeling for me, as of late, but I think I could get used to it.
After an episode of “Junkyard Wars”, Our son informed us that buoyancy is what makes submarines float.
Yesterday I tought him that gravity is what makes things fall to the floor.
We start quantum physics next week.