So this is what Honey looks like this time of year. Poor Honey.

In between driving him crazy with all the purchases—Have I mentioned that I’m not a shopper normally? This means that Honey lives pretty much stress free of going broke 90% of the year, but during the holidays? *Side eyes you* I make up for the drought. Just sayin’…

And with our current remodel in full swing? Well, it’s good I made those crib notes on my wedding day about why I fell in love with him. Also just sayin’… *Shakes head*

But then, there are those times I don’t need the notes. Lately there’s been more than a few occasions and I thought I’d share them with you.

The first instance came when I was doing the last load of laundry before Honey moved our washer and dryer out to the garage so he could do the floor in there. If you’ve been following my blog for a while you know I hate doing laundry. (hate is such a mild word for how I feel about the topic. Loathe. Detest. *Looks right at you* I’d rather slam both hands in a car door than be chained to those machines for the day, but I digress.

Imagine me in the purgatory room emptying his pockets. I found the standard items, a screw, a nut, a bolt, a couple of tile spacers, and…? Five purchase slips for a needy family’s holiday dinner. *Sigh* It wasn’t so much that he’d bought them. Honey frequently does stuff like this. It was that we’d just gone grocery shopping and he reminded me to add a couple to our purchase. He never mentioned that he’d already bought some. Is it wrong of me to find that extremely sexy? Probably, but don’t judge me. I do worse things than that. *Thinks* Like eats peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon *gasp* several times in succession and I wear slipper socks *leans in to whisper* the ones that have the toes. So worse, right?