Canada’s Worst Handyman?
I’ve come to the conclusion, only recently, that one of the keys to a good, solid relationship is to realize that there are things about the object of your affections that make you insanely happy, and other things about them that make you mental. Knowing that, you also come to realize that the good far outweighs the bad, so you can work through those low points and come out smiling year after year.
But when something like this happens, you’ve got to know that there’s something terribly, terribly wrong.
Here’s hoping that the Mrs. sees sense and gets the hell out before the Master Electrician comes back with heavier artillery.
