I spoke with the neighbor across the street the other night (from an appropriate distance). She asked how CVH and I were getting along.
“Pretty well,” I said. “Frankly, I am pleasantly surprised. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen with us being cooped up together for so long, but we’re actually getting along just fine. We haven’t been stuck with each other this much since the honeymoon. I guess we really do love each other. Who knew?”
I try to follow the Thumper rule: if you can’t say anything nice…and capitalize on those occasions when I can say something positive. I told CVH this story and she said she would take it in the manner in which she would like to think it was intended.
Edgewater Beach NowMay not be the current picture. But you still get the idea.