This house is going to look exactly like we wish it looked all along once it’s ready to sell. In the process, we have met some funny and interesting characters. The painter…I’m saving him for another blog. But the roofer? Oh, honey. I’m so sorry!!
The roofer is one of those people who you’d love instantly. A total sweetheart, but then again I am a sucker for the bearded Irish types that look like gnomes.
I imagined he lived in a cabin made of gingerbread and gumdrops when he emerged from his van. But he lives in a six bedroom that he needs to sell because his wife of 33 years met an old boyfriend from high school on Facebook, divorced the roofer and married the old boyfriend!
“I can’t sleep in all six bedrooms,” he said.
It wasn’t the right time to mention that my three-bedroom would make a lovely bachelor pad. But I did it anyway. I’m tacky like that. But hey, at least I’m not ditching my husband for one of my old high school boyfriends.
No offense, old high school boyfriends. All none of you.
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The high school boyfriend thing won’t last. She’s just yearning for her youth and the innocence of those years. But she’ll find out you can’t go back. Poor roofer guy.
So funny! I must live in a really boring town because I don’t know *anyone* who’s gone off with their old boyfriend through Facebook.
Instinctually I want to say “poor guy” but as in all stories, something is missing that after 33 years you would leave a life of comfort and familiarity to gallivant off with a guy that the last time you saw him had a face full of zits, could shotgun a beer in 4 seconds, and a pretty cool bong that he kept under his spare tire in his Ford Pinto. I’m thinking she was lookin to re-live some dilution or she got tired of the Irish Beard.
There are times when you need both sides of the story. Before hearing hers, though, I think I’d probably still side with him.
Oh my… that FB. What will we do with her? Oh. I need to go update my status….
HA! Love your comment.
Sometimes old boyfriends are old boyfriends for a REASON!!! Sheesh! There sometimes is no reason to do the ex list thing. Poor guy.
My mother met an old lover on Facebook. It got her divorce rolling. I wonder how many people that happened to? I should do a search to see if there’s a FB fan page for that.
You know, I’ve been watching that show “First Love, Second Chance,” and I keep yelling “Don’t do it!” at the teevee screen. Just a terrible idea all around.