# 1
The morning after last week's post, when I asked for wine to be sent to mitigate the 'Husband wfh* situation', I asked my beloved what his plans were for the day.
'I'm going to the wine shop. I will be buying all the wine.'
Reader, I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or offended - especially since he doesn't read this blog and so must have decided without prompting from me that this would be a wise course of action...
#2
I walked the dog this morning and when I got back home went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea, only to find Husband had commandeered it to make a Very Important Phone Call.
He ssshhh'd me as I entered the room.
I raised my eyebrows as I thought; if only there were other places he could make that call. Somewhere low-traffic, out of the way. Somewhere without the fridge, and the kettle, and the mugs and teabags. Somewhere like, oh I don't know - a home office. Or a sitting room. Or a bedroom.
Oh - wait...
* wfh - working from home
The morning after last week's post, when I asked for wine to be sent to mitigate the 'Husband wfh* situation', I asked my beloved what his plans were for the day.
'I'm going to the wine shop. I will be buying all the wine.'
Reader, I wasn't sure whether to be relieved or offended - especially since he doesn't read this blog and so must have decided without prompting from me that this would be a wise course of action...
#2
I walked the dog this morning and when I got back home went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea, only to find Husband had commandeered it to make a Very Important Phone Call.
He ssshhh'd me as I entered the room.
I raised my eyebrows as I thought; if only there were other places he could make that call. Somewhere low-traffic, out of the way. Somewhere without the fridge, and the kettle, and the mugs and teabags. Somewhere like, oh I don't know - a home office. Or a sitting room. Or a bedroom.
Oh - wait...
* wfh - working from home
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