Last week they were putting a new roof on our house. For several days straight they banged mercilessly overhead from about 7am into the evening. Since I work from home I was going completely insane, my entire soul shaking with every thump.
On the third morning, I gave Matt a pathetic, here-they-go-again-I’m-going-to-rip-their-arms-off look, and he says, “Come on honey! Take advantage of it! We never get to be this loud!”
And he started banging on the kitchen island with both fists and shouting at the top of his lungs “AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” WOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!”
And I haven’t laughed that hard in a really long time.