We went to the hardware store. He fussed at me for fixing the displays of the doorknobs as we checked them out. Then, ten minutes later, he is fiddling with something that runs under the middle shelf all the way along the aisle. Eventually, I figure it out mostly and he come clean – there are lights above the doorknob displays, but only one set is on in the whole aisle. All the others are off. I join his efforts, of course, and we find the plug, hidden away behind the doorknobs. He goes to the other side of the aisle, shoves aside some cleaning bottles, and plugs in the extension cord. And voilà, the lights are all on and the displayed doorknobs look fantastic.
Good job, honey!
Even though that was a perfect example of hypocrisy. 😛
I love my husband and our weird ways.
Thank you, God. Amen.
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