Saturday again. Time flies when you live for the weekends. You spend the whole working week counting down to these couple of days when you get to do whatever you want.
Apart from the laundry and the dishes. And tidying up the house. Downstairs is a mess as well. Oh and the fence needs fixing. Probably should wash the car. I need to iron my clothes for work this week. The missus is at work so I have to look after the boy. The garden is starting to become overrun with weeds. There’s a weeks worth of dog crap on the lawn needs picking up. I need to take a run to the dump. I need to take a dump, and we all know how much time that takes up with my hairy arse (if not, here is a run down for you). I must remember to fix that leaky tap as well.
I guess I better go. I have so much to do in so little time.
But before I do, here’s a thought. I read it on a T-shirt:
If a man is alone in the woods, with no women around him, and he says something is he still wrong?
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Pat and I were JUST talking about how interesting it is that we look forward to our "free" weekends and then proceed to fill them up with stuff to do to keep busy.
Looks like you do the same.
And the answer is no. A man is only wrong when a woman is present. :)
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