I’m a bad bad man! :) and :(

 

My Mikey, I love you

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Ok, maybe I should have put that I’m a bad bad woman, even though I’m a man.  Let me explain….

I’ve used bad war tactics today.  If I hadn’t already told My Mikey what I’ve done, I wouldn’t be sharing this.  I fully expect some kind of payback, though, so it will all even out.

I went out and mowed, as I wrote earlier.  Well, I went out for a THIRD time.  Now section 5 is completed.  I only have section 4 left, plus a wee bit of the back yard.  Since there is no fence around our house….only one behind the back yard, separating us from the rear neighbor’s, where RayJay lives….the section of back yard will meld in pretty nicely with section 4.  I know how weird this sectioning thing sounds, but you should see the friggin’ big-ass yard!!!!!!!

K, after working outside so much today, I came in and hoped My Mikey would feel motivated to clean up in the house.  It didn’t work earlier, but he’s cleaning up in the kitchen now, so it eventually worked on him.  I also purposely didn’t eat, because I wanted him to feel guilty.  THAT is why I’m a bad bad man.

I wanted him to see me getting run down so he’d rescue me.  That’s so like something a woman would pull.  I know…I was raised by women, and I have three of them in me!!!!!!!!!!

So I’m being rescued.  Now, I need to get off my tired ass and clean in here (the living room).  Damn, Mikey’s mad at Bomber, and it’s getting kinda ugly.

This house is not going to take care of itself.  Since I more or less picked a fight with last night’s conversation, even though that was NOT my goal, I feel bad, and I feel that I owe it to My Baby to clean up in here.  The outside work doesn’t count to an inside person, just like inside work doesn’t usually count to an outside worker.  Not really.  Anyway, I need to start cleaning in here.

Much love.  Please pray for me, cause I’m gonna really need it!

Jack