I Wonder...

I just saw my husband with a wheelbarrow, a bucket, and a hose, going around the side of the house.

I just saw my husband coming back with a wheelbarrow full of water and a bucket full of Koi.

Great. The fish are moving into the garage for the winter.

I just heard Will swear.

I just went into the garage.
There is water all over the garage floor.
I am going back into the house.
I just saw Will going back around the house with the bucket full of Koi.

Car is gone.

Car is back.

He is going around the house again with a wheelbarrow full of water.

There goes the bucket full of fish.

I think I just heard more swearing.
Is that water in the garage?

What day is it?

The car is gone again.

The fish are back in the pond.

Car is back.
I just went into the garage.
There are two by fours and chicken wire.
CHICKEN WIRE???!!!

"Do you want to see what I'm doing with the fish?"

I wonder if I have ever done anything in our marriage that has compared to this...
Once I tried to use his razor on my nether regions and I was in the bathroom for an awfully long time because I slipped up...
Sometimes, I try on old clothes to see if they're still passable for "fashionable" in the storage closet under the stairs...and once I got stuck in an old shirt because it was an XXS...
But I have never really had a project...come to think of it...
Does he do this on purpose just to get out of stuff like cleaning up Maren eating spaghetti or bath time or cleaning the cat box?
Hmmmm...
Are the Koi really a PLOY? Is this in the Husband Handbook to Survival??
To be continued...