So, you guys know I am crazy about this man. I worship the ground he walks on.
Unless, the ground he walks on is my clean floor. Wearing his boots. His dirty boots.
The boots that have been, Lord knows where.
The boots that are covered with dust and dirt, and most likely some form of….well, you don’t wanna know.
Let me show you.
I cleaned these floors a few hours ago.
Today’s lesson…I love the man in the boots more than I love clean floors.