So apparently my hubby must have said something to the old man about "making things right" with me over our last minor Guenther Household World War, because today, he informs me that after months of my dropping hints, he has finally dug me a garden. He then invites me to town with him to go shop for seedlings and such. Wasn't a bad way to spend the afternoon, quiet and awkward at first but then when we were forced to start discussing what to plant and where, we had little choice in whether to speak or not. hahaha
I'm not holding my breath for a complete 180 or anything, and for the record, I'M STILL ADAMANT ABOUT MOVING OUT, but anything that can lower my blood pressure from boiling to slight simmer, will definitely make everyones lives a lot easier. Cheers to baby steps.
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