Monday, April 5, 2010
Hubby…We can lower the lawnmower down a notch and mow again.
Hubby…I’ll lower the wheels and you can mow.
Me…You got dishes!
Me…The ones you’ve been ignoring all day.
I go ahead and wash the dishes after waiting an hour and still no movement from hubby.
I have two items left and he saunters into the kitchen and thanks me for doing the dishes for him.
Hubby…My feet don’t fit under the cabinets.
Me…your feet aren’t supposed to go under there, mine don’t fit either! (The space is like an inch, why would he use this excuse?)
Hubby…Well my feet are too big and I can’t get close enough to the sink.
The deal we made over the hours and the reward being a steak.
Hubby…Here is my hours card.
Me…Okay thanks. (I put it on the desk and walked away)
Hubby…Well, aren’t you going to look at it?
Me… (I look at it) Wow! You got 61.75 hours and you didn’t even have to work Saturday?!
Hubby stands there grinning.
I look him over suspiciously (You just can never tell about that grin) and dismiss it.
Me…I just realized there is a flaw in this deal we made. I actually need the paycheck to have the money for the steak.
I figured this was the moment he would sulk off and the matter would be dropped till I got the check. Nope he was still standing there with that silly grin. NOW I know something is up!
Me…Did you make up this hours card? Are you trying to pull as fast one on me?
Hubby…Nope..(with a chuckle and still the grin)
Me…You did! You made it up! Man, you must want that steak real bad!
Hubby…(Laughing, coughing and try to talk) If you will look, those are the hours I am away from the house! Those should count as working hours.
Maybe I should have a legal person draw up the specs of this deal! This boy is a cheater!! LOL!
Posted by Heather at 12:30 AM