Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Big Strong Men ....

My Mr. likes to brag about how heavy things are that he messes with at work considering he's a heavy equipment mechanic.

Our Christmas stuff has been packed up into boxes and plastic tubs with lids, but since I haven't been able to get down the lights that are up outside I haven't moved the boxes into our storage area yet (our storage area is a loft up in our garage which we can only get to by going downstairs, going into the garage and then up a flight of stairs up to the loft because our front garage doors are both broken).

The Mr. decided he didn't WANT them cluttering up his downstairs (although technically the Christmas stuff was in the boy's play room area - but we won't get technical lol) so he started moving the boxes and tubs into the garage so I can move them to the loft tomorrow.

He asked for help moving the tree box and refused to move it until I could help him.

I found this incredibly amusing because not only do I take the tree box down out of the loft and then drag it through the downstairs, carry it upstairs and bring it to the living room ALL BY MYSELF, but LAST YEAR I carried it downstairs and through the garage and put it back up in the loft all by myself also. Why does my big burly muscular husband need help with it?

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