It's not your woman's fault, it's just the day to day stuff,. . . .if someone tells you to fudge off, all you can think of is "hmm, that's a novel idea."
I need to change my oil but dread lying underneath the truck for 3 to 4 hours. I don't want to spend the $25 for the non-thrill.
I would love to get my exhaust done, but know soon afterwards I'll yank the pipes off on some stupid stump I didn't see in the back 40.
Have you ever felt like this and what did you do to snap yourself out?