My choice is better

I been married since I was 5 years old. I started the day off yesterday so in love. My leg was hurting (rain) and he was so understanding and sweet. We went to Menards and I wanted to drop kick him in the throat and divorce him because I have come up with the conclusion some screws are missing in his head. (He should have gone on aisle 5 to find his replacement screws for his head).

Here is the situation (I’m sure all my ladies friends will see that I’m right). I picked out something I liked the day before. We went to get it and he talked me into getting something else. I just agreed to it even though I wasn’t happy with the selection. (thinking it’s his home too so I will give in) Well, we purchased the item and was headed home and……….I just happened to mention that I liked my selection better and he said we are going back to Menards because I’m not going to listen to you complain all the time about this! I said I’m not going back. He said well I will and he turned that truck around and back to Menards we went.

WHAT DOES HE MEAN HE DONT WANT TO HEAR ME COMPLAIN? WHAT DO I COMPLAIN ABOUT? HE acts LIKE ITS GOING TO BE AN ISSUE IF WE DON’T SELECT MY CHOICE. HE acts LIKE I’M A HIGH MAINTENANCE DIVA. HE GOT A LOT OF NERVES! I’M NOT TALKING TO HIM THE REST OF THE DAY.

I am happy now that I got my choice now. (shhhh)I crack myself up!

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Hello it's me. I am who I am, whoever that is? I'm on this journey of life and trying to enjoy it one day at a time. I hope you enjoy my blogs because I will enjoy them by myself if you don't! I love to laugh and love to share laughter.

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