LEGS drives ARMS crazy....**

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LEGS and ARMS

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LEGS is DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!

Yesterday we decided that while I went through my obnoxiously packed closet, he would go through his obnoxiously messy garage.  

Here is the back story.  I had to move us from Alaska to Alabama, as outlined in a previous blog I went through many nights and many days of horrible, unbearable torture cleaning HIS garage.  (He says it is his because its the one area he is in charge of in the house) After this traumatic event in my life I vowed to Never.....EVER.....Ever clean the garage again.  If for some reason I ever had to I have threatened the infamous 'D' word.

After ONLY one hour of work LEGS mosied upstairs and blankly stared at me in with the confusion of a small child.  (In my mind I laughed at him because I knew he was dealing with the very same trauma that I experienced.) Here is the conversation:

ARMS:'What's up?'

LEGS:'Nothing.....'

I think this is one of those instances where he thought I was going to leave him alone, kindive like if he can't see me I can't see him......

ARMS:'Hows the garage coming?'

LEGS:'There so much stuff down there I don't know what to do with it'

ARMS:'BAWHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah I know its hard to organize and clean....(Now I am starring at LEGS like Get Back to Work!) '

LEGS never returned to work.........Instead he opted to help me....which is silly......but I didn't turn away the offer.

Our guest room closet doors are broke, they have been since we moved in.  The pins that hold the doors into the floor and the frame pop in and out when you open/close them too much.  So basically you will open or close the door and the next thing you know it will be trying to kiss you by falling on you.  So I asked LEGS to get the pins back out and put the door back on track.  He spent 15 minutes monkeying around with the pin, as soon as he lifted the door to put it back on track the Pin just fell out onto the floor.  Laughs!

I pride myself in being organized.  In fact, I am constantly putting LEGS together for work, keeping us together, and I have a carnal knowledge of exactly where things are.  LEGS however.....struggles with keeping important stuff together, organized or just remembering where he last had it even though it was only 5 minutes ago.  He has misplaced two important papers and blamed me for it.  I told him, if he has important papers he needs to turn them over to his secretary and she will keep them in safe keeping until he needs them.

 

I watched him move a TV out of the crawl space this morning.  Instead of clearing the other obstacles out of the way he proceeded to struggle to carry the large, awkward Television out of the slanted crawl space through a tiny door tripping and stumbling out of all this other stuff. I couldn't even help him because I was pondering how my awesomely intelligent husband who flies 30 million dollar technological space ships for a living struggles with keeping important papers and moving a tv out of storage.

We have spent the better part of the day relaxing, most of the things we need to do can't be done on a holiday where offices are closed.  LEGS watched the new A-Team, he got all revved up and excited on the couch...was figeting and moving and shaking all afternoon.......Of course this would be when I need the couch to be still and steady......

More movies and ice cream on the agenda, I think we are both hanging on to our luxurious couches and theater room because it will all be gone soon..........

Over & Out.....

Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife....where my husband is driving me CRAZY......**