That's pretty cool, looks like she has it all figured out.

When the kids were younger, Dan was horrible about borrowing and returning stuff. Don wasn't bad, but if it was missing, Dan was the go to guy.

One day I noticed lots of my tools were missing, so I started asking Dan if he had any of them. "Nope, not me." A few days later I asked again, and he said "I looked, and I don't have any of them." So while he was sleeping one morning I got his car keys and went out to his car. At the time he had a '67 Caddy with a huge trunk. When I popped the trunk there were tons of my tools in there.

I loaded up two cardboard boxes with tools I found in his trunk and under the seat, and carried them into his room and threw them down on the floor. When I told him I found them all in his car, he said with a straight face " those weren't in MY car."

Now, he is the neat freak, and gets mad if one of his tools are missing. Sometimes I take one, just to get even.


Don