I think I surprised Earl a little bit today. When he got home from work, I was in the basement pulling wire through the framing for the new rooms we’re having built down there. There was also a meatloaf in the oven, ready to enjoy as soon as he had decompressed from the day’s activities.
Who knew I’d have a few tricks up my sleeve after all these years.
When all was said and done, we survived the meatloaf just fine (it was my first attempt at meatloaf) and no one was electrocuted when I finished hooking up the wiring.
It’s the little things that make life interesting. Wait until he sees what I do tomorrow with a naked chicken.