I had the perfect response this weekend when asked how long my Christmas animation fixation would last. Lucky for me she asked in the middle of me cleaning the garden pond for the spring. To paint the picture, I was wearing my waders standing in water chest deep about 4'6" deep, scooping up koi and transplanting them to the temporary holding tank. Then the question came...
I replied with you know I will stop buying stuff right now if you get your butt in here and clean this pond. See she is 4'10" tall, so she would need a snorkel and mask. Beyond that she said OK I guess if you have to suffer with this pond 7 months out of the year I am fine with you cramming Christmas stuff into the basement, garage and shed.
So after that exchanged I realized I didn't have any Christmas stuff in the shed, therefore, on large order from CDI was placed today. I figure if you are gonna blame me for storing stuff there, I better get to storing stuff in there.
Ah, yet another win for me! Those of you that are serving a life sentence, I mean are happily married can understand how few and far between those little wins come.
I am fairly certain once I get too old for this I will need some sort of methadone clinic for Christmas.
