Oh oh.
Big mistake.
Mention Kinko’s and “I’ll make some namecards there” in the same breath to your husband-designer is a death wish.
“Dot, you insulted me,” Jay said. “That’s like having a mechanic for a husband and saying you’re taking your car in for repairs at the shop.”
“But I know you’re super busy and I didn’t want to bother you!”
Designer (Diva) Jay was having none of it.
“Hrmph,” he hrmphed.
The Moral of Today’s Story is: Marry a mechanic. Save money.
exactly my problem…married a contractor who is too busy working on other houses and no time to fix-up ours…the moral of the story: Marry a millionaire, and get a contractor on my own.
As one of those people who would prefer to build everything instead of buying it, I understand. But it is also true that there is only so much time and energy.
And now for the true agenda of this comment… Nice boozhoundlabs shirt!
is that a chocolate milkshake? mmmm.
hahaha.. interesting and funny post! By the way, i envy you cos you get a designer husband, and he builds things, too! :p
Once again, gotta say I love what you write. Just simple yet it means alot.
Hahaha! Thanks for comments. And hucks: We both can’t remember if it’s coffee or chocolate shake!