IN the curtain rod. And to think I wasted my time sewing all those shrimp in the hems of all the curtains.
I also feed him cat food, took all of the TV remote batteries, washed all of his socks and undies in Downy fabric softer that makes him break out in a rash, put cat crap under all the floor mats in his car, and rocks in the hubcaps.
He moved his girlfriend in my house while I was giving birth to DD#2. War had been declaired as far as I was conserned.