Hubby is doing some work for an interior designer, who has offered, in exchange, to give us some advice on the house.
Hubby is concerned that I might feel like my femininity is being usurped by this lady.
What he doesn't realize is that my great desire is to set fire to 95% of our household goods, and start over with...heck if I know, but something that seems to go together, instead of Early Do You Want This?
Ah, to be a millionaire...
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