Even by my standards three and half months is bad, and the result is that it's become a dumping ground, so cleaning mostly involved moving things into other rooms - which is fine until I come to clean those rooms. Ah well, that's another day. And not for a long time judging my record.
Now what do you see when you look at this picture?
I see an empty bottle so I put it for recycling. Husband saw what I'd done.
'What are you doing?!'
'Getting rid of an empty bottle.'
'That's not empty!'
'It is.'
'It's not. If you leave it for a day or two all the drips congregate at the bottom. You can't waste that'
Sometimes I worry for Husband.
6 comments:
HAHA! I love your husband. My husband would understand this too.
Thats what they call desperate measures!
Rolling on the floor laughing! He sounds like me!
Actually, I saw outside the window. :D
Haha! Well done, hubby. Happy Easter Monday, Liz.
I was busy looking at the image through the window. The bottle is nicely centered.
We should get them together, mauigirl!
That's what I should have titled the post, suburbia!
I realised it wasn't a very clear question, leslie.
and to you, welshcakes.
The garden outside the window, katney, but no george in it!
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