For the millionth time, my hsb. can't find his keys. It is always the same.."Do you have my keys? Have you seen my keys? Did you move my keys? Where in the hell are my keys?!" Usually it takes place at 4 a.m. as he is leaving for work. WTF? Why doesn't he just hang his keys up like a normal person? BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE TOO EASY. This is an ongoing habit of his that drives me insane. For Valentine's Day one year, I bought him a huge, HUGE key ring that said " Just try to lose this one, honey!" and a sweatshirt that said "Have YOU seen my keys?". He seems to have lost both of those as well.
I am not looking for the keys, I don't want to, he can't make me..so there. Hmph. :p
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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