I hate when my husband goes shopping with his brother.
You never know what they’re going to bring home with them.
One time they brought home a canoe and we aren’t within a hundred miles of a river or even a lake. We live in the desert. Another time, they went shopping and came home with two, not one but two, stuffed moose heads. They thought they would look good in the basement where we had the bar. They wanted to put one at each end of the bar. I told my husband that if they bought anything stupid, it had to go to his brother’s house. He kissed my forehead and asked when they had ever bought anything stupid. I wanted to remind them about the moose heads and the canoe, but my brother-in-law’s wife had already warned him. They were gone for several hours and I was getting concerned. My sister-in-law called and asked if they had gotten here yet. It was about that time that I heard the truck roll in. The entire back of the truck was loaded with window air conditioners and space heaters. I asked what they planned to do with all the portable HVAC equipment. They thought they could put it in the newspaper. I wanted to know if the AC units or space heaters worked. They looked at each other. Neither had thought about that, but the price was too good to be true. They sold two air conditioners and the fourteen space heaters and six air conditioners that weren’t sold, were still in my garage.