Been Gone Too Long

When John was home, he admitted something to me that he shouldn't have. I didn't see it, so he could have gotten away with it without me ever finding out. He had to know it would end up on my blog mwah...ha...ha...ha.

I was standing at the kitchen sink, finishing the last of the dishes. I had the little light on above my head.

J: "I think I've been away from home too much."

Me: "What do you mean?"

J: "I re-wired that light yesterday."

Me: "Why?"

J: "I flipped the switch and it didn't come on, so I put a new lightbulb in it."

Me: "Yeah."

J: "It still didn't come on, so I took the switch apart and check it and tightened the wires."

Me: "You did? Where was I?"

J: "You were in the shower. Then, I tried the switch again and it still didn't work, so I took the light fixture down. I checked the wires and pulled them off and re-wired the light. It still didn't work."

Me: "It's working fine now."

J: "I know... I was flipping the wrong switch."

Me: "Hahahahah."

J: "I was flipping the one on the left that controls the dishwasher and nothing was happening."

Me: "Hahahaha, yeah, it's the one on the right behind the coffee pot."

J: "Yeah, I know."

Me: "We've lived here for 15 years."

J: "I think I've been away from home too long."

Yeah...that's it.