I did a lot of housework. The house looks pretty good. I also arranged two flower arrangements.

A week ago, my husband and I received a flyer offering that a person would come to give us a price quote on new windows and sliding glass door. Hubby encouraged me to call. During the call, the customer service rep asked a multitude of questions, which sort of annoyed me. Anyway, we set up a date for the person to come this afternoon. He showed up early, when I was luckily dressed, after a shower, but my hair was still wet. I put it up into a bun and went downstairs. The presentation was 90 minutes. Can you believe it? I asked many questions, unlike hubby. I'm always the one that asked the majority of questions. Well, at the end, the guy was expecting we'd already commit to buying something. At least the sliding glass doors, which he said were $3,000. I was even thinking about it, but when the guy went out to his car temporarily, hubby said no. I didn't argue because hubby said no in such a way that was hard to argue with. Then the salesman started getting furious at us. I had to jump in and sort of shut the guy down. I'm a little better at that than hubby because of my background in sales and marketing. I'm also the more diplomatic. I did it to stand by my man. I think the salesman thought I'd over rule my husband. I'm not saying that I always require my husband's OK for things, but for some things I think we should agree. Especially for a $3,000 item.