We are converting our wood-burning fireplace to gas. By my count, this involves eight distinct appointments with different unknown masked men coming into our house. Rob likes to sleep in so he asked me to greet the gas inspector first thing. I could have scared myself more. But thanks to Rob’s continued love and care, I knew where the document was that needed signing and I could point out the gas gauge that Mr. Inspector wanted to read.
We are a good team. I love this favorite husband of mine.
Happy Birthday, Rob Reid!
Always Bridging 