“Honey?” my loving husband called to me from the kitchen the other day. “Did you put a box of Band-Aids in the fridge?”
I thought about it for a minute. “No, I don’t think so. Why?”
“Because I found a box of Band-Aids in the fridge,” he answered as he shut the fridge door.
And that was that. A few hours later I opened the fridge for some
water Diet Coke and saw the box of Band-Aids still sitting on the shelf. I thought about moving them, but my Diet Coke was waiting. So I shut the door and told myself I would get them later.
They’re still in there. That conversation happened about 5 days ago. Why mess with a good thing?
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