That my husband doesn’t know how to show a girl a good time.
On his day off…
We went here:
The Solid Waste Disposal Center.
Okay, it was a little dirty.
And more than a little smelly.
But we got rid of 1/2 a ton of baby barn refuse…
And I saw some porn.
I do love a man who knows his way around a broom.
As you know…. my husband has a habit of coming home from the dump with more than he went with.
But this week?
I think he even surprised himself.
We’d been working on the baby barn and the truck was full of rotted wood.
Our local recycling center won’t take it because it was painted, which means a 40 minute trip to a solid waste disposal site. He came back with an empty truck….
A 2005 BMW.
Did we need another one? No.
And come on, you know owning two BMW’s is twice as obnoxious as owning one.
Why did he buy another one?
Because it was clean…
Had low mileage for it’s age…
And the little old lady that owned it treated it like a child.
I really have to stop letting him go to the dump alone.
*Disclaimer – technically he didn’t get this at the dump, just found it at a house along the way. Hell, if he’d found it for free at the dump… I wouldn’t be complaining.*
When I woke up to this…
A big old rainbow in our backyard.. almost a double.
And if that wasn’t beautiful enough?
Later in the day, this happened….
My husband…. who never throws anything out?
Loaded up his truck and went to the dump!
He cleaned out the giant stack of empty boxes and some of the crap that’s been clogging our garage for years.
We went from this…
I can see the walls!
And he even got rid of that old sink he brought home from God knows where.
Of course now I can see the vintage cash register and faded bed frame that I had no idea he’d snuck in as well.
Even miracles only go so far.