Hey gang, how’s everyone doing today?
I’ve had better days, but let’s not complain… or actually, why not? This is my blog, and I can whine as much as I want.
So here’s my rant. It’s about my newest awesome acquisition – a modern sectional garage door. I got it at a great price, and it’s perfectly in sync with the garage… but not with my wife. She wanted to go to Rome. “What do we need a new garage door for?” she asked.
What do you mean, what for, woman?! It protects the car from the nasty weather and even nastier people; you don’t have to say a prayer every time you park and hope for the best. It’s like being the coolest guy on the block with features like anti-cable-break systems, thermal insulation, silent mechanisms, and a bunch of other sweet bonuses that come with this beauty of a modern door.
But how do you explain that to a woman without a driver’s license – that there’s something better than shopping in Italy? That shopping trip would cost as much as six brand-new garage doors in Plovdiv!
Now I’m trying to make it up to her – bringing flowers and chocolates every day after work. The upside? After enough sweets, it’s followed by:
“Oh no, I’m so fat! I can’t find anything to wear! I need to lose weight! Babe, we’re going on a diet!”
Honey, forgive me! It was all out of love… love for the garage!
And I’m ready – once again – to spend a whole month munching on salads and hiding in the bathroom just to sneak a bite of a pastry in peace!
