So I waited with baited breath to see if anything would go wrong … you know Murphy's Law … after last week's little financially damaging adventure.
But all was calm and well functioning … and as he's back late tonight I thought I was home free.
Until there was a knock at the door … and a handsome young chappy informed me he had a delivery organised by my Husband.
He had arranged for his absence to perfectly coincide with this delivery.
Which meant this job had to be done by me.
Well played Hubby … well played!