This story is kind of cute to me in a way. Why don't they just get together? I know she's married and all but it seems like the neighbour relationship would probably make them both happier?
Actually, she’s not married to our neighbor any longer. She met a guy shortly after their divorce and married him. I think they kind of have what seems to be an open marriage that works for each of them. And my brother has the blessings of our neighbor to be with her. Incidentally, the neighbor looks like Fred Flintstone.
Who the relationship my brother and the neighbor’s ex-wife
didn’t work for was my brother’s 2nd wife. My brother wanted a divorce, but my SIL seemed to yell at him a lot but never left. What sealed the deal, and caused her to leave, was rather genius on his part. He’s never been religious but he invited a large group of Jehovah’s Witnesses each week to come over and talk about God. They came early every Saturday morning and stayed until the early afternoon. My SIL had too much after a few months and finally moved out. I asked my brother if they were still coming over and he said they hadn’t come over since she left.
But, in terms of vacationing and what kinds of vacations they like to take, she and her husband are totally incompatible and she and my brother truly enjoy these crazy trips in which they hike on mountains and they stay in rooms with jacuzzi tubs so presumably they can get their muscles relaxed after these wacky serious hikes. They have climbed the highest peaks in California, Oregon and Washington. They want to go to Colorado next.
Her husband seriously has no interest in this, and is more of a hang out at Waikiki Beach in Hawaii type of guy. I don’t blame him. A vacation should never be more uncomfortable than you’d feel at home, that sounds like more like work. I’m a beach girl.
But, I do desire to go to a vacation in the snow in the US. I would enjoy being in a large A-Frame cabin with a fireplace and hot tub. Add a man that I’m fond of and that’d be complete! I’d also like to give camping another chance again. But I won’t do it without a man. The last time I camped was at Yosemite. My husband was passed out, my daughter was sound asleep, and when I heard what I thought was a bear, I had to go deal with it myself. Turns out it was a bear roaming around, looking for food. I yelled at it to leave and when I was within 2 feet from and yelled, it finally lumbered off. I don’t know if they’re naturally slow or this one was just not afraid of me.
Sorry to get off on a tangent.