I’ve been having to do quite a bit of work on my house to get it ready for market. It sucks. The more work they do, the more they find wrong with the place. It is making me very nervous- like I’ll never be able to unload the house and start my new life.
Right now they are working on the outside of the place. One of the only bright spots is the crew working on my house. Here is a picture that I snapped on the fly. Sorry it is blurry and not closer. You don’t know how sorry!
This is the sight that greeted me yesterday when i got home. His name is Christo. He’s from Estonia. He has a huge, tribal tattoo that goes around his left shoulder and down his bicep. His partner (not shown) is Jarek, also from Estonia.
Shortly after this picture was taken, Christo tore the ass out of those shorts– the whole leg / right pocket was hanging open. It was very sad- I wanted to help him patch it with something. Like my lips.
They both are gorgeous and babble to each other in Estonian, but I like Christo. Its the dark hair and eyes. And the ink. Its all very hot.
If I weren’t so worried about the house repairs getting done, I would be putting on an apron and bringing them lemonade.
P.S. They listen to nothing but dance music / hiphop (Madonna, Beyonce, Nelly Frito, Justin T, Ciara, Rhianna, even Donna Summer!). It threw me off until I discovered that they were European.
Enjoy the scenery!
One of my neighbours is having his garage rebuilt…I can see all as I type this.
Good, good times.
Maybe one of them needs a massage?
Mmmmmmmmmmmm…men who work with their hands.
I had some work done on my AC unit before I moved the guy who came over was totally HOT. Dark hair, dark eyes, hint of hairy chest. He kept talking about his one-bedroom apartment and how quickly the AC would cool it down in the summer. I think he might have been flirting a little, but I’m usually oblivious to that. Besides, I’m a married man.
Despite the blurry pic, it’s a nice view. Thanks for being a papparazzi, CB.
Jah, eesti mehed on tihti tõesti kuumad!
Construction guys, especially Eastern European ones, are totally hot. I’m jealous.
He’s nice, but he ain’t no Señor PAP.
Do you want to borrow my massage table before you move?