Heard at the Huff household last night:
Steve: “Did you call me?”
Dana: “Not unless your name is that nasty word I just said.”
Steve: “Well, not right now, anyway.”
I had dropped a plank of wood from the bathroom cabinet I was assembling on my foot. I was hammering nails and searching for a Philips-head screwdriver. I was cursing and looking for the Allen wrench I had just put down.
After about two hours, I had put together a bathroom cabinet using the “easy instructions.” My sweet hubby was blissfully ensconsed in computerland.
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All of our do-it-yourself furniture was put together by ME while my hubby was having fun elsewhere. He declared before we got married, "I do not do that [putting together cabinets, bookcases, etc.]." I thought he was kidding. He wasn't. *sigh*
That's how it is around here, too. It just seems … easier that way! No offense to those off in computerland.
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