This is true - my husband is indeed a saint.
Matthew Cole is the absolute best thing that has ever happened to me. From the beginning he has been patient, straightforward and hysterical. He always knows how to calm me down and make me laugh. And quite frankly, I don't know how puts up with my shenanigans day after day!
Just so you know what he has to deal with, let me explain my latest mishap. Today was my first day out and about on my own. I called him thrice to get directions. But that wasn't it...
I get home from a long morning of running errands and there are two dirty faced young men at my door. Just as I was thinking "these guys look like chimney sweeps" they divulged that they were indeed, you guessed it, chimney sweeps.
I let them in to do their job, and while I was entertaining Patton and putting the groceries up, they informed me that they would have to cut a whole in the wall to clean the chimney. I kind of thought it was odd, but I'm in another country and surely they know how to do their job.
So they cut a whole in the wall, did some clinking around, and left.
After their exit, I called Matt and told him. He wasn't very happy and asked why I would allow them to do that. My answer: "They said they had to".
This wasn't a good enough answer for Matt, who calmly said he was going to have to call the landlord. Oops.
He's pretty perfect. No yelling or cursing, just "Please call me next time".
I freaking love him.
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