Looking at the ceiling I quietly mutter to myself...“Selling a house anywhere is like watching paint dry.”
'And just where do you plan on me putting the car?'
You see, we've done it. We've listed the house. It's a long and boring process...the same as all the other 20 times before... Absolutely nothing moves fast here or anywhere for that matter.
Hub suggests...'maybe you should try moving a few of these boxes and you wouldn't be so, as you say, bored!'
Back from the holding area in the garage he asks...'Soooo, remind me again, why are we selling our dream house by the water?'
“Hey, we're in this together, remember! For better or worse etc...” and I feel him grab my arm and pull me up to the roof.
Quickly turning I tell him...“You know we have a viewing in a few days. We can't be dragging our heels!”
Hub turns and opens the rooftop door and I see a chilled bottle of wine and glasses on the table.
“OMG this is sooo thoughtful!”