First I’d just like to say thanks since I noticed a few more people following along here at lessthanperfectmama. It’s encouraging to know you guys find the things I write about interesting and/or amusing, and it makes me want to write more. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
We moved back home and the renovation is nearly complete. We’ve begun to settle in. Slowly. People keep asking me, Are you all moved in? and I’m like, No. Moving takes a long time! and then I think, Am I doing it wrong?
I’m excited to share pics with you of everything that was done, but it’s not quite ready. I haven’t hung anything on the walls, much less unpacked all of our (my) stuff. (Men are so wonderfully unencumbered!) We also don’t have anything on the windows and in this little community where the houses are very close to each other, you need to cover the windows. Especially at night. This is when I truly appreciate my husband’s free spiritedness when it comes to his body.
It was dark out and, since we had the lights on inside the house, I decided we should just tack up some sheets (classy!) to cover the windows. I recruited my husband for this task since he’s taller. He was also naked at the moment, but that didn’t seem to be an issue for him.
“Michael, people can see you,” I said, as he stretched the sheet across the window.
“Who cares?” he answered.
“I just don’t think our neighbors really want a full frontal of your manhood.”
I’m not sure if anyone saw him but there are a few single ladies across the street that may have had a good time.