It was a beautiful outside today so when we got a call that people wanted to check out the house (yes!), we decided to hoist the pup into the car and drive around for a bit.
Once we got home we made two quiches, one of which our stupid asshole dog ate part of, and then whipped up some lemon ricotta pancakes for dinner.
The pancakes…are a whole ‘nother kind of story. Like the kind that ends with you waking up from a relatively bad dream, but realizing you still got to keep the sparkly red shoes. Magical. They were so good, if fact, we almost forgave Wash for his quiche-related transgression (“I will NEVER forgive him.” – SK. He worked really hard on that quiche, I can’t blame him.).
It turned out to be a really nice day. Although, I will admit (even if it makes me sound ungrateful) that showing your home can be a bit of an inconvenience at times. The prep, the staging, the hiding of my underwear – it’s a hefty checklist. If it’s at all redeeming, I only felt entirely put-out once and mostly because it was raining.
You wouldn’t have heard a peep of complaint out of me today.