Yesterday morning: wife, just off handedly, says " honey, the appointment for the house inspection is around 11:30 this morning" .
As the words enter my brain, I say ok, what will take place ?
" Remember last week, I said, I wanted to see if we can refi, maybe save a couple of interest points".
No, I do not remember.
Well I texted you last week.
Opening my phone, no text, came through dear.
"oh darn, it did not send".
"Well they want to verify the improvements to the property, so you know, a walk around, checking out the crawl space, taking measurement around the basement".
Well my brain goes into DANGER DANGER WILL ROBINSON, mode, as my grow area is pretty concealed. However I do freely store growing stuff around, and will toss up a quick bean starting area, in that general area, down there.
So, I have a few hours of resorting, restacking, hiding related grow items, removing a T5 setup. The grow area has a door, so I stacked stuff, all around it..
She is a very nice lady, much younger than us, I think she felt like we could be her grand parents, as she walked around, and her and my wife chit chatted about EVERYTHING under the damn sun!
She and I finally go down the steps, and she has no look of suspicion, no hard looks at anything, except our changes made down there.
As we walk by the obvious doorway, to my field of dreams, lots of stuff, piled up, she stops as sayes what is back there..
I was proud my old brain, did not miss a beat, nor had I pre-thought it out, what I was going to say, but noneya, but I said, well my wife fell in love with a Netflix show, late last year, How to Build a Sex Room, as I'm moving stuff to open it up, she turns bright red, says U'mm no, I do not think, that is necessary. But I just kept removing things, she said, since that is just a closet, I do not need to see in there, and she turned and beat feet up the stairs.
I had to giggle like a loon for a few seconds, and went upstairs.
She is talking with my wife, and they are chatting like school girls. Wife has no idea what I said, she is just being her normal self, all bubbly and upbeat, as they talk about our wall colors, the cabinets.
My wife asks her what she thought about the new space, down stairs.
The lady turned bright red, and said, well there was stuff by the doorway, so I did not look in.
My wife says, I thought you needed photos of the crawl space under the kitchen? Without hesitation, the lady says, lets go out back, for the last measurements.
After the lady left, I told my wife what I said. She was shocked (church lady) saying, "what is that lady going to think of us, A SEX room!!
Well she is NOT thinking GROW room, so I'm thrilled!!
my back isn't great still, and I was helping my mom sort bins today lol. 
