Clean Bathroom!!!

Austin cleaned the bathroom!!!!
Me: I love you. I'm so proud of you. I'm so proud to call you my husband.
Austin: Yeah sure. When you're not calling me all those mean names. 

Since Austin cleaned the bathroom, we realized how ratty and disgusting our shower curtain was. I went on the Internet to try to find another shower curtain with music notes and roses to fit the theme in our bathroom; alas, it was not meant to be. So we picked out a new bath curtain, one that was beige, cream and blue and featured Paris and la tour Eiffel.

Well, with the change of the shower curtain, that meant we needed new hand towels, the switch plate with notes and roses had to come down, the whole bathroom needed redone. So Austin and I sat on Amazon.com and ordered hand towels and a switch plate with an Eiffel Tower theme. We didn't have enough for free shipping, so I added some thread. Still not enough, Austin added some underwear to the order.

A week or so passed, we got the hand towels :D And then the switch plate :D !!!! I put these things up, redid the restroom. A few days later, when I wasn't home, another package arrived. When I came in from work, I found this package with my name on it opened and the contents gone. Oh, and a spool of thread was sitting on the microwave. So I told Austin not to open packages with my name on it. He blew me off. We bickered a bit more and then went on with life.

Well, such a big event in my life, I told my mother that Austin opened the package that had my name on it.

Mom: Well, that could have been a Christmas present.

Me: Exactly.

So feeling justified in my previous outrage, I went back to Austin and told him that my mother agreed with me and he shouldn't have opened the package.

Austin: I knew it was my underwear.

Me: Maybe it wasn't.

Austin: I knew that it was.

Me: But it could have been something else.

Austin: But I knew that it wasn't.

Me: It could have been a Christmas present.

Austin: Not in July. Well, with you, yeah, summer Christmas purchases, yeah, but I knew it wasn't. If you ordered something for me, you would have told me twenty or thirty times that you ordered something and to not touch it.

Me: Look, I'm just saying I don't want you opening anymore packages with my name on it.

Austin: So all those times I've ordered from JCPenney and put the order under your name, even though it was mine, I should let you pick those up.

My brow crinkled.

Austin: Backed into a corner aren't you?

Me: &#$%

Austin: And I should link those orders to my account and pay for them with my credit card and I'll earn all the rewards and I'll keep them for myself.

Me: Boy, you're really rubbing in this being right thing.