Happy Friday Lords!
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A few days ago I posted about selling a car and buying a car…. but I should have added, “…for my darling patient Mrs.” who didn’t want to change anything because she loved her (old) E-class.
I have learned that a gentleman should not just show up to his home having purchased a vehicle on his own accord. It is impolite to add to the domestic car count without consulting your domestic partner, as applicable.
Impromptu vehicular introductions are uncouth because, it turns out, spouses really do NOT like it at all. Even if it’s an Austin-Healey.
The SECOND time she told me my delicate flower seemed particularly hell-bent on tattooing it on my arm with a sewing needle.
Again, field testing has verified that spouses really -
really - (I was told) DO NOT LIKE THAT. At
all. Even if it’s a Bentley.
Finally, I cracked the code: One must selflessly relinquish an automobile to create the imminent need for a replacement!
And, selling her car was a sacrifice I was willing to make - you know, for love.
However, one thing I would do different is I would maybe tell her first. I probably should have done that.
Thankfully, she wasn’t annoyed too terribly long because I had cleverly distracted her with a carriage in silver, a color she likes. She cares not at all about the additional 130 horses pulling it - but I know someone who does…
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