My spouse’s idea of spring cleaning.
In the last two days we’ve had a new washer & dryer, a new 22 cubic foot freezer, and a new bedroom set come to the house. Tomorrow, a new fridge.
I’m still laid up from having my appendix out, so i’ve just been chilling in the living room not helping.
Earlier, my youngest son walked over and asked how i was doing and i said fine, “just watching new stuff come in, old stuff go out”.
Right on ****ing cue, one of the delivery guys, a nice looking young dude, comes in the door, and stands there. He hits all three Bs (buff bald black).
My son pats me on the shoulder, says “your turn”, and walks away.
Little shit. 😆