Because I send messages like the below:
Wife, Anonymous [3:01 PM]: I might be trying and failing dramatically at not making ridiculously sad faces.
H [3:04 PM]: What happened?
Wife, Anonymous [3:05 PM]: My favourite apartment is rented…goodbye beautiful new home. We will live in a cardboard box full of down and soft things and photographs. All will be ok. We can prop our umbrellas on top of the box to prevent rain leaks.
H [3:07 PM]: Hiiii. I’m sure we will find someplace else that is nice to live.
Wife, Anonymous [3:10 PM]: I know; I just e-mailed one of the hotels to find out how much it costs to live in their penthouse for a year.
Oh yes, did I mention that we’re moving? Despite the fact that we don’t have an official relocation date, I am already house hunting. Because obviously rental homes stay available until H and I are ready to move in. Right?
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