I was a nice wifey and let the hubby know that his bachelordom was going to be cancelled this week and that I'd be home. He just responded that I can't park in the garage. My brain wheels started spinning. After the whole buying of the tv that is severely way too small for this room, I thought maybe he has a big screen stashed in there waiting to be installed "while I was away." I got very very excited. Maybe if it wasn't a tv then it would be a Lazy Boy. I've wanted a good one for awhile now. He would have actually had to pay attention to get that wish but stranger things have been known to happen.
The whole drive home I had to remind myself not to park in the garage. I'd let him continue on with the surprise. I pulled near the driveway and then realized why he said I couldn't park in the garage.
His big job trailer is back in my driveway and it blocks the garage door. Well fuck me. Maybe he has something. Most likely he doesn't. Oh well. At least I'll have him around for a merry little Christmas Eve. That's only if the snow cooperates.