It all started when I "forgot" to put the top back on the apple juice. We aren't talking about your pint of apple juice----it was the BIGGEST container you can buy from Wal-Mart. In our 20 years together, this is the ONE thing Todd nags me about...putting the caps back on containers. I am one that likes to skip that part and just lay it on top and maybe give it a little twist. Because it annoys him so much, I have really tried hard to work on this. Except last night. Around 10 pm I hear him calling me from the bottom of the stairs, "CATHERINE.... Could you PLEASE remember to SCREW the lid back on when you are done with the apple juice??????!!!!!!!" I knew what he had done...grabbed the apple juice from the top (I won't mention that there WAS a handle on the side that he should have used), and WHAM, the juice fell out the fridge and all over the floor. I was too scared to go downstairs and see what happened so I sent Elisabeth. She got the lesson about the tops being securely put back on the top of things before she could return upstairs to tell me how bad it was. He did come up once to get more towels and to growl at me although I couldn't actually see his face from under the covers.
He made his next mistake by not shutting the linen closet door or the laundry doors. On his way to bed, at 2 am in the morning, he ran smack into the linen door. I thought I heard some cursing in the wee hours of the morning but knew more than likely it would be him running into something as it happens quite often. The swearing continued into the bedroom so I knew he hadn't knocked himself out. I wasn't about to actually sit up and ask because I knew I would get the "you left the cap off the container" lecture again AND he would start bitching about Bella being in bed with us.
And that leads us to his 3rd mistake...not returning Bella to her bed. She spent most of the night sleeping between us, ON top of the covers. As soon as we would cover her back up, she would kick the covers off, therefore kicking our covers off. And in the process of kicking the covers off, she usually kicks Todd.
I wish I had taken a picture of him this morning when he got up. He could barely walk, couldn't get his eyes open, AND he was still pissed about the juice, the door, and the Bella:)
I, on the other hand, had a delightful nights sleep and my kitchen floor was all shiny and clean!!!
poor Todd.... LOL
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