My DH teases me for being on the DIS too, but he plays video games for hours every night after working all day. We barley spend any time with each other on the weekdays whether I am on the DIS or not. Friends in a box is a funny expression. I may have to steal that. I miss my friends outside the box, but it seems like someone in my house is always sick for visits. Right now, it is Connor. Tell her, Kimberly from the box says hello.
I am a mess when I move.
DH gets asked to help everyone, but he never asks or wants to ask anyone for help. He suggested we hire movers if we ever get out of this hole. I told him that I will not agree to spend hundreds of dollars paying to move our house until he stops helping everyone else move theirs. How is that right? They get the free move via my strong husband while we have to pay hundreds on top of all of the other moving expenses. No thank you.