The other day april and I were talking about life and the future. We have been reading several books about minimizing our stuff and clutter (which we will soon give away to avoid yet more clutter).
Streamlining things. We were having a lighthearted conversation about the possibilities of where we would be willing to live given random scenarios, what kind of space, etc...
April, in a quick retort, says, "I would live in a dog house with you."
Enough said. Silly woman. She's that into me. Not bad after almost seven years of marriage.
Not bad at all. Love is in the air.