He doesn’t like to travel. Well, he doesn’t like change period. And I won’t be around for ten whole days. Now, I have often gone to Reisterstown for three or four days and that never bothered him. I used to go to Florida for work for five days at a time before 9-11. That never bothered him. He makes me crazy. Of course, it could be that the earpiece broke on his glasses and the place where he got them is gone. Since they are three years old, he should get a new prescription. At least it will give him something to do while I’m gone. I hope he can find some nice dorky frames that he likes. Oh yeah. The new cabinets finally came today. They have the wrong pulls on them and they are stained the wrong shade. Other than that, they are just like the last ones we had this same company make a few years ago. He complained to them about the pulls which can be switched, but he hasn’t decided about the stain yet. My poor baby.
Tags: broken glasses, husband, kitchen cabinets, travel
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