Wife on fire
Last Sunday before lunch, my wife mentioned that we could go to the IKEA that afternoon. Now, if she mentions something like that, that is something to be considered. I wasn’t that happy right then, because I knew that I was going to take the girls to the Red Bull AirRace after lunch, we were going to be at home around five – and going to the IKEA would mean spending the end of the last hours of the weekend there.
And not at home. I was kind of angry a bit because she could have mentioned it in the morning so that we could have gone there in the morning, but we went and did some shopping anyway. Because we obviously needed some new shelves or whatever.
Anyway, we went and enjoyed the trip like hell!