I had to drive Rachel to Civil Air Patrol last night and Larry was asleep before I got home, so I went to bed in the dark. And this morning, when I woke up? This is what I found:
|Those are NOT my boxes.|
Yup. We've talked about spousal sabotage before, haven't we? This may be yet another example of that. Or it could just be one more instance of Larry's sorta cute cluelessness - that's a definite possibility.
But either way, he has thrown down the gauntlet, as it were. THAT CORNER WILL BE EMPTY. I mean, unless I stumble upon a very inexpensive spinning wheel, of course...