Saturday, April 19, 2008


So Thursday night my husband comes home around 5:45 p.m.

He is covered with dirt and smells like motor oil (he says it is hydraulic fluid). His boots are caked. He has been working on a septic tank at one place and then messing with tractors down at the shed prior to deciding it was time to eat.

The clothes come off in the garage and go straight to the washing machine.

He goes straight to the shower and I put dinner on the table.

He eats and watches the news. At 6:30 p.m., just 45 minutes after he'd come in, he says he is going to the garage "for a minute."

The garage is right next to the kitchen and is part of the house.

I clean up the dishes and note he is outside. Then I see he is cleaning his motorcycle.

Then he starts doing something with the weed eater. Not actually using it, just fiddling with it.

Two hours later, he comes back inside. He smells like motor oil and has dirt streaked down his leg and on his white T-shirt.

The clothes come off and he goes straight to the shower. Again. For the second time.

He attracts dirt like PigPen.


  1. Sounds like my kids!! My husband is a chef and returns from work covered in a different type of oil along with many types of food.

  2. Ah, I think you just described my kids. Eating.


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