Things are getting dicey around the homestead these days. The working spouse is starting to resent the hulk lying in bed snoring peacefully as she leaves for work every morning. The passions become even more harrowed when the working spouse returns from the salt mines to find the house exactly the way she left it, except for the cats that have not been fed and the lay-about now sitting in the TV room in front of a pile of beer bottles and empty potato chip bags, watching a DVD movie at 5pm and nothing planned for dinner.

I explain that the time can get away on a fella when you don't get up until 10:30. Sorta like jet lag. You lose track. Urrp.
It's times like these, some working spouses can say things they really don't mean.

So we haven't needed the A/C during these hot nights. it's been pretty cool, if you know what I mean. Hey, she'll get over it. I still have enough money in the emergency fund to buy some jewelry if I really need to thaw things out. I figure maybe I'll paint the dining room on the next rainy day, and all will be forgiven. Urrp.