Friday, March 26, 2010
I am a hurricane.
I start a project, complete what I intend to, and typically leave a disastrous mess behind.
For instance, last weekend I steam cleaned the carpets. Then I left the steam cleaner for a full day, untouched, upstairs (still with the dirty water in it). On Sunday Rick brought it downstairs and completely cleaned it up and stored it away. I didn't ask him to do it.
Then I also cleaned out and organized our office supply closet. When I was done with my part I had a large box full of trash and three boxes that needed to go upstairs to the storage room. He came behind me and finished all of that. Although I did ask him to do it, he would have done it anyway.
This is how we roll. I come into a project like a hurricane. Rick is my FEMA who comes up behind me and cleans up what I leave behind. Without him the disaster would likely remain forever.
Rick Rocks ~ Because he's the FEMA to my hurricane!
(This was his analogy. He said it with a smile.)