We're finishing our basement.
The other day, I returned home from work and T greeted me in the driveway.
T: Hi. So, you're a writer: Which sounds worse, "I hate something" or "I loathe something"?
Me: Um...I guess hate is probably overused, so "loathe" would probably get your point across more strongly.
T: OK, cool. I LOATHE the paint color you picked out for the spare bedroom.
:)
I love him.
(And yes, the color is staying, despite his LOATHING. Lucky for me, he'd already finished painting by the time he figured out how much he hated it. I win!)
P.S.: Thank you all so much for sharing in our baby excitement! I swear this weekend I will write more. This week has been insane. Love y'all.
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4 backtalk:
hahahah, made me choke on my lunch a bit from laughing. amazing.
Ahhahahah. That is awesome.
And what a good man you have to paint an entire room a color that he "loathes".
:)
HAHA! We have these same conversations. Hilarious. What was the color?
Iris: I'd describe it as...a bright grass green? Something like that. It isn't just T -- pretty much everyone who's seen it is like, "O...K..." :) Oh, well. I still like it!
Sum: He is very patient. :) God bless him.
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