Connie leaves the house today and comes back three minutes later crying her eyes out.
She has reversed into my dads car. Its not like it was bright red or anything and was in plain sight when she left the house. No, it was clearly camoflauged and hiding in a fucking bush and just as she was about the reverse out our massively driveway, the micra leapt out and into her path.
We have a row. and she says that the work around the house is getting on top of her. This is the reason that she crashed the car. As housework is clearly linked to bad driving and being blind in the pregnant zone guidebook.
Dad, I and the kids clean the entire house from top to bottom leaving no stone unturned in less that an hour.
Job done.
I wish that I could be a house husband, sit at home drinking tea, eating cookies, watching montel williams in teh morning then claiming to your partner that youve been slaving in the house ALL day.
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