Last week, my husband came home and showed me his toe.
It looked sore, was swollen and turned black and blue.
I asked him what happened, and I burst out laughing. He told me he was in pain, and he thought he would at least get a hug. I got him a foot soak tub and put some epsom salts in it. My daughter called when I was laughing. She asked what was so funny. I told her my big strong HVAC technician had broken his toe, but I haven’t yet found out how. She was laughing and wanted to know what her dad did, as soon as I found out. My husband told me he walked into a customer’s backyard to work on an air conditioning unit. He got to the air conditioning unit, and was getting ready to open the front of it. He said he pulled the door off the AC unit and stubbed his toe on a huge rock that was blocking the door. He moved the rock after kicking it for making his toe hurt, and he hurt the toe again. He was glad the owner of the house wasn’t watching him when he kicked the rock and broke his toe. Even with excruciating pain, he finished working on the air conditioning. He even went inside and told the owner of the air conditioner what he had to do. He knew she had seen him because she kept looking at his foot, and then smiling. Now he was embarrassed and in pain, and I was also laughing at my husband, the HVAC technician.