So I found the first blog. It was a draft. It takes a while to navigate this site. As I mentioned earlier, I am not a writer. I pledge to never write that again. Spending a lot of time on the couch recently, really getting to know it. It is about 17 years old, leather, getting cracky, I used to love the color.
There are so many choices, each day, each minute of what to do and not to do. I am faced with so many choices, what to do, what to do.
I am however off to the airport because I chose to pick up my first husband and take him to his home, not THE Home but his current home.
But first a little laundry.
SR
Thanks SR
ReplyDeleteLove the laundry segues!
I am so excited for you!
You are a writer too.
XO
K
Hey SR - I changed my name, I'm Hillary63! Hope the VBC was fab, I be it was, did the ladies enjoy the cookies (I was talking with m)?
ReplyDeleteThanks SR - how goes it? xo
ReplyDeleteChoices are what we have. I choose to be angry right now. I hate it when I am lied to. I would rather know the truth and then deal with it. Couches could tell a lot of stories. Actually couch stories would make an interesting book. Dakota
ReplyDeleteYou could put the couch stories book next to the coffee table books on the coffee table.
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