Bill just said he has nothing to prove by riding in that weather and is quite happy to stay home. I'm piling up all the bike parts he's been collecting that need to be put on bikes in hopes he'll do something with them. I can barely find the kitchen floor any longer. I might pile them on his side of the bed. Naw, he'll just move them to the floor.
You know, before I was married I was a neat freak.