And so it is.
In what is probably the best metaphor for life and marriage, my wife insisted I root through our packed away winter coats this morning because she just had to have one particular coat for this rainy/snowy day. After going through all of our bins and not finding the coat, I return to find that it was in the coat closet all along, and she had just not bothered to check.
In what is probably the best metaphor for life and marriage, my wife insisted I root through our packed away winter coats this morning because she just had to have one particular coat for this rainy/snowy day. After going through all of our bins and not finding the coat, I return to find that it was in the coat closet all along, and she had just not bothered to check.