It’s been more than 24 hours, and I’m still completely flattered by something that was said about me and Cari yesterday.
Yesterday, we had a big meeting to go over final plans and details. Cari and I were there. The selling agents were there. The builder was there. His foreman was there. Another one of his staffers was there. We basically sat around a big table as the foreman marked up the blueprint for our home with notes on the most minute details you could imagine:
Which way did we want this door to open? Where do we want electrical outlets placed? Where should the fence connect to the house (front or back)? Where did we want overhead lights placed?
I’ll probably write more about this meeting down the road, and I’m sure Cari will, too, over on her real estate blog. But this one moment stands out:
I would guess that, in the midst of several hours of decision-making on a new home, it’s probably pretty easy to argue and fight and get frustrated with one another. But while Cari and I were discussing all of these options and decisions, the selling agent said, “Look at the two of them – they’re so in love.”
Seriously … that’s about the nicest thing you can say to a married person, especially when you’ve already been married for 20 years.