"Do you want anything from the store?" I yelled up to ZooDad.
"Nope," he replied curtly. I could tell he was still stinging from my little meltdown over the condition of the family room/study/site of storage for mass amounts of Army gear. I can't even begin to explain the mess but it rivaled the rooms on that show "Clean Sweep."
"Too bad I can't buy you a non-nagging wife."
"Oh please," he begged, coming to the stairwell with a smile on his face. "Please buy one of those. I would really like one."
"No," I replied. "They don't sell those at the store. You can only get them free with really expensive jewelry or new cars. You can't purchase them separately."
I heard laughter from upstairs, "But I've bought you expensive jewelry and new cars."
"Well, you just got screwed over didn't you," as I walked out the door.
Poor guy, all that money invested and he didn't get the free non-nagging wife.
When I got back home, considerable progress had been made on the family room/study/Army depot
3 comments:
LOL!!!
Ah, yes. We must always bask in the warm glow of redeployment by accessorizing with camoflage for weeks on end. Personally, I think you have been quite patient. Two months! I start getting on David's case after two weeks. :-)
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