Yesterday Jason came home and found me sobbing in our bed. Rushing over, he tried to coax the problem out of me. The problem?
I couldn't open the can of oderless mineral spirits to work on our dinning room table.
He ran out to the garage and easily dislodged the cap. Problem solved? Nope. I just cried harder. I hate being a woman sometimes. Of course, now that the cap is off, I suppose I ought to go and work on the table...
Aww, it's OK. We have all been there I would rather be crying then yelling! It will get better I am here for you Lil Chi!
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