Andy occasionally compares his life to that of the cobbler who, upon waking every morning, had a new pair of shoes made in his shop.
"My tee shirt drawer is empty one day, then all of a sudden it's magically full again," he'll say.
What the cobbler doesn't understand is that there's no such thing as elves, but there is such thing as a wife.
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Damn straight!
Good wife you are. I used to put Lee's clothes away for him. Now I just stack them on the dresser where they usually stay until he wears them.
Does that mean I have a wife?!! Only this wife doesn't like to turn the garments right side out when folding! I'd still consider her (or him) a dang good wife.
Ha! Ha! Sounds like a similar conversation that Eric and I have.
It was fun talking to you on the phone today. We miss you guys. What city is between Boise and Marysville, WA?
Gavin still believes in the sock fairy...wherever he leaves his socks they always magically end up in the hamper by the next day.
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