Back Home Again in Indiana
I’d tell you all about the wine festival we went to Saturday, but it was a nightmare for someone like me, and I’d rather not face someone yelling, “Libel!” in my direction. So instead, let’s talk about marriage and one bedroom apartments.
If you didn’t know, one bedroom apartments come with one bathroom. And this occasionally poses problems because while you vowed to never use the toilet while your significant other uses the shower, sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Apologies on the TMI, but this real life.
Perhaps you’d feel more comfortable if we talked about what a lady the youngest sister continues to be.
No? Fine. What if we talked about the ridiculousness of a $26 glass of wine?
Now I’m the one who’s uncomfortable.
Can we settle on a house update? Like the fact that our pre-construction meeting is Monday? We can? Awesome. Too bad that’s literally all the information I have on that front. Better luck next time.