I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I share an address with this guy.

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Boise Music Festival was an absolute blast! By the time I got home from Expo Idaho, my voice was completely shot and my feet were dunzo.  I sat down at the kitchen table and my fiance asked how the day was.  In the past, I've had some pretty wacky stories of things that happened backstage or on the festival grounds.  This year? Well, everything went off without a hitch and the performers were amazing, so there wasn't much to say.

That's when he launched into what he did that day.  He was bored without me around, so he went to work for a bit, got the car washed, did some laundry, took a nap, went shopping...  At this point, I'm the one who's bored but picked up on the fact that the entire time he's been telling me the mundane account of his day, he's looking at the door to our balcony.

"You bought a new grill, didn't you?"

Busted. That's exactly what he did. You're probably thinking this is the end of the story and that I'm mad at him for splurging when we have a wedding to pay for.  I wish the story ended there, trust me.  So he admits that he bought the last grill from our neighborhood Albertsons and wheeled the fully assembled grill across the street, through the parking lot to our apartment. There's no one around to help him, but he manages to get it up the stairs to our second-floor apartment.

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You would assume that because the grill he bought was EXACTLY the same as the six burner grill we had, but with knobs that hadn't melted off, he would've taken the old grill down the stairs to get rid of it, right?

WRONG. Because it was so much work doing this on his own, he decides to get rid of the old grill by throwing it off our balcony. WHO DOES THAT?! Sure enough, thanks to the laws of physics, the grill breaks into several pieces when it hits the ground.  One of them launches straight into the window of our elderly downstairs neighbors' apartment, shattering the glass.

Thankfully no one was hurt and our neighbors couldn't help but laugh at Nate's stupidity.  He offered them a Cheesecake Factory gift card as an apology.  As for our leasing office? Well, we haven't been evicted yet but his $299 purchase just turned into an almost $700 mistake.

I'm just absolutely dumbfounded by the whole story and why he thought this was a good idea in the first place. Back off ladies, this winner is mine...all mine...forever...in less than a month. Yay, me.

(And yes, I laughed the entire time I was typing this story.)