I called Elise at 1 p.m. this afternoon and probed, “Guess what we were doing right now, exactly one year ago today.”
“We were signing the documents on a timeshare in Cabo San Lucas.”
Summer has been sort of rough for us this year. We’ve both been suffering from severe bouts of nostalgia. Late last June we built a deck in the back yard. In July we went to Vegas for six days, came home for three days and then to Cabo for a week. We were on-the-go and having a blast.
Now fun has been taken to a whole new level: “Hurry! Come here! She just farted and it totally smells like a big person fart!”
It’s a different kind of fun but I wouldn’t have it any other way.