Bill and I went to Home (aff) Depot today to price up a lot of the stuff we need for the basement. I swear that shopping with men is a futile endeavor. I almost told Bill he better start looking at life insurance rates. He kept getting frustrated at me, because I was looking at things that weren't on the list. He also was getting seriously frustrated me when I was asking questions about why we needed certain things. Then when he couldn't find something he refused to ask for help. I could have just strangled him. All in all, we did get prices for everything we think we need. We are trying to make a budget, so we know what this remodel will cost, and we won't run out of money.
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