The weather has been warming up and flowers are blooming. I love spring and the shaking off of the winter blahs. It has not gotten to the blistering temperatures that just seem to drain your energy until life outside of air conditioning is impossible. It is warm during the day and cool at night. It is the time to sit and grill out after work. It is time to spend the evenings just sitting and relaxing with friends and family.
It is also the time when the Honeydoo list gets brushed off and updated by your wife. Time for all the yard-work, cutting grass, home repairs and all the other little chores; that need to be done around the house. When you start seeing lots of yard-sales it is a sure sign that some poor guy got roped into spring cleaning. I have noticed that the spring cleaning yard-sales tend to consist of outgrown clothes and the guy's stuff that he has been convinced it is better to let be sold; than sleep in the dog house. Go by a yard-sale and the guy will most likely look like he is losing his best friends while the wife is all excited about the new clothes and accessories she is gonna be able to buy. My chainsaw just got turned into a new outfit for my daughter including a matching purse.
Now my wife used the argument that I had not used it in almost two years as a reason to sell it. I was trapped. I either volunteered that I was going to use it to cut the brush and clear out the trees in the back, or I slept in the doghouse for an undetermined length of time. Now I was always taught not to volunteer so with a heavy heart I donated my chainsaw to the yard-sale. Well unfortunately that did not get me out of the work. Thanks to tool rental stores my telling my wife that I could not clear the back yard area did not fly. My wife happily went online and reserved me a heavy duty chainsaw. If I had known that I would have volunteered and held on to my chainsaw. I am getting worried about some of my other stuff because my wife saw these shoes that were just adorable. I think the next thing to go is my portable basketball goal and my NBA basketball. It has not been used in almost two years because my buddies and I enjoy drinking beer and watching sports more than playing.
I am wondering if cavemen had this same problem. Their wives trading their extra spear because they had not used it for a while and that bearskin matched her eyes. They say that the more things change the more they stay the same. If this keeps up I may trade for that spear to protect my stuff. If you see some poor guy hanging out in his backyard by the doghouse; then my wife went after my drill or circular saw. A man has to draw a line somewhere.