But what do I know?

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I don’t claim to know everything, but I do know if you’re going to strip a roof for repairs during a weekend when rain is predicted? You postpone or make damn sure you cover that sucker completely.

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My husband on the other hand, likes to gamble.

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And as you can see by what I woke up to Saturday morning…

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He lost. ( Unplug the tv and move the table? Why… when you can just cover it with trash bags? It’s times like these I question my love for that man.)

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And while I would normally enjoy a good I told you so and being right….

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The utter disaster that is our ceiling took the joy right out of it.

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22 thoughts on “But what do I know?”

  1. I’m over here rolling my eyes and shaking my head…..I feel for you River. Although I’m going to say that I noticed those really nice vintage mixing bowls you placed ever so strategically to catch the rain. I had a set, but mine (to be, because my mom changed her mind about giving them to me and instead gave them to my soon to be ex SIL, and she sold them) were a light blue color.

    I’m sure the hubs is biting his tongue as well, because he’ll never admit that you were indeed, right.

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  2. To start a job in half assed way is a supreme act which exemplifies the joy of life.
    Getting things wrong and providing an anecdote to laugh about in years to come is supreme.
    Which is what I tell myself, as inventor of the anecdote provision service

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