My husband and I had planned a nice little dinner and a movie date for tonight. So, this morning I started doing some chores and getting the grocery shopping out of the way so that I could allow plenty of time to doll myself up for our little date. Husband sees me doing chores and decides he should do some himself. First, he took out all of the trash. Then he cleaned the fish tank. Then he cleaned the cat boxes and broke one. So I had to go out and buy a new one, no biggie I was going to Petco anyway to get some cat food.

Then I come home and he has pulled the fridge out and was going to use his air compressor to blow all of the dust bunnies out from behind the fridge. But, then he didn't have the right attachment for the air compressor, he left it at work. Next he begins to fuss with the not broken water heater. There was some corrosion on part of it that he was going to replace. But, he broke that part instead. Now, my husband is a handy guy so I don't know what is with his bad luck today! So, instead of looking forward to a nice night out I am stuck at home where it is like a million degrees waiting for a plummer to call us back so we can have our now broken water heater replaced. Sigh. . .