2019Dec16, San Juan Bautista, CA.
Here we are about to take a nap at 6 o’clock in the evening, nine days before Christmas. We’re settling down, but Tim is finishing a quick email on his cell phone that was left over from his work day.
Frances: It would be nice to have a husband to cuddle with.
Tim: Well, you’re just going to have to go find one.
F: Where should I look?
T: Actually you’ve got one, in fact you’ve got two for the price of one.
F: Oh yeah, how’s that?
T: You have the nice one and you have the bad one.
F: Why the bad one?
T: To keep things interesting.
F: Well, you’re not bad; you’re not interesting!
(We both burst out laughing.)