Last Saturday we had a 'getting errands done' day around our house. At one point, Mrs was mowing the lawn (for once!) and I popped off to the shops to get some groceries.
When I returned the lawn was finished and there was no sign of her. She'd gone inside I guessed. I parked the car at the side of the house and entered via the sun room. As I've mentioned on here before, this is at the side of the house and is easily seen from the road. It's also almost entirely made up of glass.
Anyway, the first thing I saw when I entered was a pile of clothes on the floor, just inside the sun room. These were her clothes, with her bra sitting there on top of the pile!
I carried on bringing in the groceries and she arrived into the kitchen a few minutes later, freshly dressed and rubbing her hair with a towel.
I pointed at the pile of clothes...
"I was just so hot and sweaty, and my clothes were covered in grass. I just wanted to get to the shower as soon as possible."
Hey, I had no problem with it, I told her. I just wish I'd been around to see it.
"Like anyone who may have been passing by on the road..."
