My hubby has a friend called Shane. They hang out and try to get into as much trouble as possible without actually killing each other. One time, they were up on the roof shovelling the snow. Another, they tried to get rid of a wasp nest by blowing it up.
Exactly.
This time, their victim was our bathroom.
They were sure they could make our bathroom magazine-ready. They were sure they could take out the old shower through the door. They were sure they would be done in one day.
Bets were made.
But, a day later, the only thing I know for sure is that I can’t take a shower.
Taylor Grace 