...SAWDUST, that is.
DH had the chainsaw going about all afternoon. About 4 p.m. I saw him bending over with hands on knees (the usual angina recovery position), so I popped my head out the back door and asked, "Are you O.K.?"
DH: *turning with big smile* "I'm fine."
P:*with skeptical brows, "I think you've done enough..."
DH: "...but I'm not done yet."
P: "Look at all that sawdust; you've done enough for one day."
DH: *continues on, tossing firewood over stream out of the way for another hour or so; but does not restart the chainsaw.*
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It occurs to me there's an epidemic of denial within the Teel clan these days.
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DH says just now: *moaning as he gets out of the recliner* "I overdid it."
Shh-h-h-h-...he thinks I wasn't listening. :)
2 comments:
I believe all males must be programed from birth to say, 'I'm fine'.
Looks to me like he made several days worth of sawdust. Now he should take a little vacation.
Love you!
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