Anyway for the past few years, I have had enormous amounts of pressure placed on me to ask Danielle to marry me. Many have said I am punching above my weight (I am slowly getting fatter so I am not sure if that evens things up or makes things worse) and that it is probably about time to pop the question before she makes tracks out the door.
On my white board 'to do list' sandwiched between securing pelmet lighting and sealing the baseboards was a note reminding me that I need to get down on one knee before the end of the year. I kept explaining to Danielle that I had not even completed most of the jobs above the end of year dead line!
Long story short, I sought some advice from some of my fellow co-workers and devised a plan. With the diamond in hand I set about changing the way Danielle thought about trains.
On the track went a PSM 38, a few S and D trucks and a KF at the back to carry the goods. I covered it with a piece of back scene material and coerced Danielle into the shed. We were actually running late for a Dinner reservation so typically Danielle could not understand my ridiculous timing. I placed a wire on the track and thanks to all wheel pick up, the brass 38 hauled that special piece of coal out in front of Danielle. She quickly asked if the whole thing was a joke, but I assured her that the 38 is correctly portraying pre 1955 green.
After she said yes (now I can really get fat) I walked her over and ticked off the white board. All done and now she really loves trains, well sought of.