I can't help it apparently. Maybe blogging led to it. I am a storyteller. Not like made up fantasy stories. I didn't even realize it. We had gone to look at houses and were buddied up with our estate agent, Mr. NotATotalButtmunch. I guess I told him a story. I can't remember. It all happens without me fully knowing apparently. So my husband and I are in the car on the way back to The Bungalow and my husband quipped, "You did it again."
"Did what?"
"You told him a story."
"Did I?"
"Yeah"
"Well, I can't help it."
"I know."
Well as long as we have that settled then.
15 comments:
So what was the story ... and husbands how exasperating at times. lol
I'm a storyteller too, so I relate. So is my son and we have a fantastic relationship! Keep on telling your stories.
A compulsive anecdotalist like myself, it is the way forward.
I love a good story, so you're my kinda girl!!!!
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Why do our hubbies worry about us telling stories? It's part of who we are.
Tell away my dear!
xo, Mango
Love the real estate agents name :)
I say do what you're good at.
That's why we love you!!
Blogging does give you permission to share, and then it becomes a habit!
As long as it was a true story, no worries!
Too funny.
Was it a good story?
Now I am totally curious what the story was!
I'm curious as to what the story was.
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It's not a bad thing!
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