Cardboard Confession

There is an unwritten rule in my house. The spouse throws the cardboard box from his delivery on the basement stairs for me to file and find later. If I had kept all of these additions we would have gradually been nudged out of our home by now.

Yes, I wait the appropriate amount of time before stealthily recycling it all. It’s how we keep the peace. (That and he hasn’t been receiving the blog, so my confession is safe!)