Sunday, March 24, 2013

Sometimes I worry about Husband

When I got back from prison today I said, 'I'll take George out for a walk now.' Husband is the middle of decorating so I thought it would give him a chance to get on with it.
'Okay,' he said, 'but I did take him out this morning.'
'You walked him as well as going to B&Q and fitting the skirting?' I didn't think I'd been gone that long.
He frowned. 'What day is it?'
'Sunday.'
'It was yesterday I took him out.'

Having said that ... as my lunch was going to be late I thought I'd take a chocolate bar with me in case I got all feek and weeble as I sometimes do if I am deprived of food for long periods (minutes).

With about 70% of the walk done I started to feel peckish and thought, 'Oh bother, I didn't get a choc bar from the pantry before I left.'

About 98% of the walk done I noticed a bit of blue sticking out of my pocket. I'd noticed it earlier but now I investigated it.

It was the chocolate bar I'd got from the pantry before leaving.

If they put Husband's and my brains together they'd be lucky to find 5 cells.



5 comments:

CherryPie said...

Blame it on the lack of food!

katney said...

I think I remembered what I was going to say----

no, it' gone.

Liz said...

Good idea, cherrypie!

It'll come back, katney - in the middle of the night!

Jay at The Depp Effect said...

Hahahahahahahaha!!! OH and I are a bit like that ourselves!

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

You complement each other .
And let's face it , between you you've fitted a skirting board , worked , looked after George and made sure the pantry was filled with vital neccessities .
Respect !