Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Day 18: the worst thing my husband could say to me.

"We have to go to The Home Depot."

As much as I love renovating and decorating and design, I HATE going to big box home improvement stores.

So this morning when Mr. KK casually said to me: "We have to go and pick out tile this weekend", I cried a little inside.

Max obviously shares my dislike of going to these places, too. Here he is a few weekends ago at Lowes:

Max even dressed the part in his little lumberjack shirt!

He's probably thinking: "Why are you being so mean to me and bringing me here? I thought you loved me???"

Either that, or: "Why don't they serve snacks here???" 

PS: the second worst thing my husband could say is, "We have to go to BJs."

Just shoot me.

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