Me: "Hi honey, where are you?"
Him: "Are you home? I thought you were working late."
Me: "There was a bad storm coming so I left a few minutes early. Where are you?"
Him: "I didn't think you were going to be home this early so I'm at the store."
Me: "The store? Grocery store?"
Him: "Uh, no, just a store. I'll be over in a few minutes."
So, I waited. And waited. Finally about an hour later he called me and asked if I wanted him to bring the TV to my place or take it to his. TV? I have a TV. What TV? Our new TV? Huh? I have since learned that my TV is not suitable for football watching or TV watching in general. So, we have a new TV that is going to live at my place until we marry in January.
Shortly after our phone call this came through my door and I was not prepared for its girth.
And a while of this while he figured out how to program it.
I don't handle change very well and quite frankly I feel sorry for my other TV. It's going to take a while to get used to this huge thing that now takes up one wall of my living room. But hey, at least he dusted the TV stand when he switched out TV's!