The Verdict

When Jamie was away last March, I took out the 24' x 14' rug in our family room.

When he left for a road rally, I removed the wall-to-wall carpeting in the bedroom.

When he traveling to Pennsylvania to get some track time, I ripped out the wall-to-wall
carpeting in the hall and front stairs.

When he was on a business trip, I removed the flagstone walkway and laid out a new one with red pavers. (Laid out does not equal properly installed.)

When he was at work last spring, I laid out a little patio area with the above-mentioned removed flagstone.

When he was at a party with friends, I turned the laundry room into my closet and removed the door.

When he was at a meeting, I removed all of the bookshelves from our living room and redistributed them throughout the house.

When he was asleep in bed, I have, over the past year, purchased several rugs, runner, and carpet treads.

But it wasn't until he arrived home from a quick trip to the store only to find the front door blocked by the kitchen table which I had gotten stuck on its way from the family room to my study where I had decided it needed to be my desk (a decision made before I started to move the desk and accidentally hit my head on the side of it and probably gave myself a slight concussion) that he finally said, "Do we have to make arrangements for you to be supervised when I leave?"

So now I'm on par with the dog.