Lazy, lazy
So Chapin comes out of the shower last night and gives me a sheepish look. “Um, honey, I have something to tell you.” So I’m thinking, “Uh oh, what did he do?” He walks closer and says, “There was this guy outside cutting the neighbors lawn and, well, it’s getting hot and Sunday is my only day off work…”
I think he thought I was going to be mad that he offered the guy $20/week to cut the lawn for him. He’s so funny - he actually said “I talked him into $20″ and I had to tell him that every guy out there charges $20.
He was like, “Yeah, but I went over it with him and made sure he knows to get every corner!” I gave Chapin a kiss and said, “Babe, you’re talking to the happy woman who has a team of housecleaners tackling my bathrooms every two weeks! You want to use part of your paycheck to cover your chores, you’ve got it.” (Says she who now has to add “Put $20 under the mat” to my already packed Thursday reminder list which includes “Remember weekly slip ‘n’ slide day supplies for Pumpkinhead.”)








