What I love about N is that he never uses a person’s gaffes to make her feel bad. (And I’m like that, too, in RL if not on the blog.)
Today, for instance, it turned out that carpet cleaning is taking a lot longer than I thought and we have to camp out in the basement for the night.
“Did you think it would take less time?” N asks.
“Yes, because we did carpet cleaning back in Montréal, and it took very little time,” I explain.
“Maybe the square footage was a bit smaller,” N muses, and I collapse with laughter. Yes, it was a bit smaller. It was the tiniest little one-bedroom we managed to find in downtown Montréal. And I thought it would take the same time to clean as this huge place.
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