Just a hunch

Sometime after our first or second date, as we were sitting on my couch laughing at the fact that it slides into two pieces and halfway across the room compliments of the too-cheap-to-provide-brackets-so-your-L-shaped-couch-stays-together furniture company and hardwood floors, Scott sang out the three words that made my heart pitter-patter. “I’ll fix it”.

Yep, there’s just something about a hands-on kinda guy that makes me go all googly-eyed and mushy. You woulda thought he promised me all the chocolate in the world or something the way I just stared at him with that goofy grin.

And sure enough, within a week he was on his hands and knees with clampamabobs and thingamajiggers and my slip-n-slide couch no longer created a grand canyon within itself if anyone moved while sitting on it.

Swoon.

I think it was even before the couch incident that he diagnosed my constantly-running-downstairs-toilet as a valve needing replaced and even texted me the next day saying he was at Lowe’s, did I want him to pick up that new part?

Double swoon.

And then there was the garbage disposal replacement.

And the ceiling fan installation.

And the other 2 ceiling fan replacements. And the lawn mowing.

And the tearing out of thorn bushes.

And fixing the railing.

And putting together my fire pit.

He picks up on things that I don’t even realize I mention, like the time I came home from work on a Friday to find that he had torn out a useless fence that divided the already fenced-in area of my backyard.

I think it’s safe to say he might just have a thing for me. Either that or he is just REALLY REALLY bored.

I am leaning towards the first. Just a hunch =)

Sidenote - when I do tell him about my blog, how creepy is he going to think I am for snapping all these photos?! Hahah.