
Saturday: slept in, glanced thru a few ads on-line (WITHOUT COFFEE), spoke to Mo (BRIEFLY, don't know if she ever made it back to her hotel room..), read my birthday gift (A Life in Letters ZNH), cuddled, slept and went to the movies with my main man CT.. We sat thru DATE MOVIE, laughing our butts off while grubbing on about 25.00 of movie junk. I believe in another life I lived and died as an adolescent boy, seems there is where my humor resides.. Saw the fattest house I just have to HAVE... Walked it and the only bad thing was a hall closet door which appeared to be a munchkin entrance to OZ.....
Sunday: slept in, and after I got over what appeared to be my fifth attitude (not wanting to travel on Tuesday), I felt better as we went out and looked at the house. We both love it. We missed breakfast, our favorite meal, the entire weekend, BOOO!!! Watched the LWord and the Boondocks... Caught up on American Idol. Damn I love DVRs!!!!
Monday: got up to run a few errands. Made call to realtor, another couple is interested in the house. BOOOOO. He can't meet today. We can't meet until the weekend. Damn... Did I tell you I still have an attitude? Yup. Hate to leave on Tuesday, I feel tired already. And damn, I don't want to leave this bed..
2 comments:
That pic greatly compliments your sentiment. I wouldnt want to get out of a bed that encompassing and fluffy either!!
i would never get out from under that down comforter fo real...did u get to look in the house we were looking at??
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