Honey, there's something I need to tell you. Something you may not agree with. I'm a bit scared to tell you, but well, here it goes.
I went somewhere today. I went to my favourite shop. You know the place, the one near your office. They were having a sale!
I came home with three pails. Three luscious pails. Three pails of paint, that is.
Our weekend is set. We're painting the house! Well, not all the house. Just a few teeny rooms. You'll love it, I promise.
Okay, I'll love it. You'll tolerate the activity. Did I mention I think you're the best paint roller-on-er around?
You must have known what you'd be in for when you married an art major...