Joys of Marriage

Well, the house inspection didn’t happen today, because some angry person had destroyed the main water connection into the house.  Bah!

However, that means that we’ll have to meet up with said house inspector (henceforth referred to as the Englishman) to try again after the bank repairs the connection.  Why is this important?  Well, because he’s just about the best looking dude I’ve EVER SEEN.  And a brit accent to boot.  (swoon)

After he left, I made some comment in that regard to FF.  He good naturedly teased me a bit and shortly thereafter the realtor arrived (she was running a bit late today).  After we figured out the plan and whatnot, she says “so what did you think of the Englishman?” while doing something rather interesting with her eyebrows. 

I was like….”oh….my…god…” and then we had a nice dicussion about his finer attributes while FF politely looked disinterested.   Hey–married, not dead!

Later in the day as we were driving home, FF and I were chatting:

CM: well, at least it won’t take too long before we can reschedule the inspection.

FF: you just want to see the sexy Englishman again and follow him around and watch him work and listen to him talk! 

CM: I didn’t say that!  and why are you reading my mind, anyway?  Have we officially been together too long?

FF: I wasn’t reading your mind.  It was the drool on your chin that tipped me off.

CM: this conversation is SO going in a blog post.