Last Saturday I give my Honey a 'Honey Do' list. It was a hard list of moving lots of furniture to different rooms or out of the house entirely. He was a trooper...all was going well until he tried to get the two couches out of the family room downstairs. (We had moved them in before we had finished the basement). Needless to say, there was a great deal of frustration, and elevated emotions (interpretation: grouchy) when he finally grabbed his circular saw and the couch met it's impending doom. Do you think that he will be called to help the Elder's Quorom move anything soon!?!
Wow, how did it get there in the first place?
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