There's a chain on the front door, that we only use at night.
At about 5:30 this afternoon, my husband goes to check the mail, and stops dead at the front door, eyeing said chain. "You haven't been out at all today?"
I pointed at the backyard from my spot on the couch. "I've been out! I pulled weeds, and watered the herbs, and sat in the shade!"
He undid the chain. "Yes, dear."
"Hey, it's my day off!"
"Yes, dear."
So, you're either fastidious or anal about chaining the door. I don't see the problem. :)
ReplyDeleteChuckling, if it's your day off, sounds like you were busy enough. ;)
ReplyDeleteHa! As you can imagine, this never happens at our house unless we're ill. Our habit is to take our morning coffee on the front porch and observe the happenings of the neighborhood on our days off. But I suppose that's to be expected of the resident extroverts.
ReplyDeleteSnerk...
ReplyDeleteHa! I'm not the only introvert with these tendencies.
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