As I ventured downstairs in the wee hours of the morning to gather my fabulous uniform for work, I didn't even need to turn the lights on, I knew. The laughter emanating off of a workbench that would prefer to hold manly items rang in my ears. Not only did my lovely husband have his old CPU torn apart on the bench, but his tools where everywhere too. But that is not the worst of it.... my glue gun was out! Oh... IT IS ON!
Now to be fair, he IS upgrading the CPU so I can put it to good use down there as a strictly die cutting only computer. Not to mention, I am not even finished setting everything up for optimal creative genius. But.... but.... but...... I am all to familiar with this slow manly take over of a shared space.
I will allow him the rest of this week to finish up, but please don't tell him its because I'm still gathering storage solutions for all of my supplies in that room. He is lucky the Jetmax storage system is not on sale this week. hahaha
Okay, okay.... I will let him leave this crap here as long as he wants. *sigh*
Can't complain too much about the best hubby a gal could ask for!
And if you are reading this, dear husband, thanks a million-trillion for the Black Cat Die Cutter... can't wait for it to arrive!! xoxox (This is why I let him get away with touching my glue gun)
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