My wife is on vacation. She chose to do her weekly shopping trip on Thursday this week. She skipped the trip last week, we just made a stop for milk, eggs and bread for this past week.
But now all the Christmas decorations are stowed away for next year. It no longer looks like a party of drunken Red and Green elfkind threw up all over everything.
Long ago, I learned to not question her methods too keenly.
Life is GOOD!
Congratulatory hugs and moderate pampering are in order for her today.
No more questions.