When I feel like I have the energy to get some yard work done, it’s too freaking hot out. After an hour I am wiped out.

When I want to work inside, The Curmudgeon complains.

“The Vacuum is too loud.”

Really? Tough shit.

“Do you have to keep blocking my view of the TV?”

You see all this stuff between you and the TV? It’s not dusting itself. And I don’t see you doing it. Oh, gee something that you could do while seated and watching TV. Do you ever do it? No.

“When’s dinner?”

When I am good and ready to make it. Do you starve around here?

Yeah, I look forward to getting out of bed each day…