This is the difference between Roger and I. Every single time, just before bed, he removes his boots, and places them neatly.
On the other hand, I kick off my shoes while sitting back in my chair watching TV, and there they sit. I think the other day, I picked up 5 different pairs (when I finally got around to cleaning up).
I wish I was more like Roger. I'd probably be nagging him if he did what I did, but he never says a word to me.
I give him a bad time about being Mr. Perfect, with the first name of "Always".
Gotta love him !
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