So, Austin and I have a deal. While I'm unemployed, I make dinner and
he pays for groceries. I usually have dinner ready around 5:00.
Austin, at 5:07: When are you going to have dinner ready?
Austin had the day off. I asked him to run errands with me, but he
didn't feel like it. So I went on my own, picked up supplies to work
on updating the bathroom, bought groceries, bought a new dog tie-out
because Cassie broke the tie-out again, got home around 2:00, made
crepe Suzette as a late lunch (the deal is dinner only, we fend for
ourselves on the other meals), worked on the bathroom a couple of
hours, fell off the ladder, so my legs are killing me, etc. Austin
sat in front of the TV binge watching Frankenstein Chronicles and
playing Skyrim all day.
Austin: Or I can make dinner.
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