Well after my whiny, poor me post the other day I went into the back room which is packed with boxes, and actually unpacked four boxes.
I also talked to my best friend who reminded me to take it one day at a time.
I’m sort of feeling better.
Now just a dozen more boxes to go…
In the meantime, Hubby made it home tonight and brought flowers, and wine, and chocolate in the form of Hershey’s with almonds bars. He’s a keeper.
For today’s #noveltybroochfriday on Instagram, I posted this:
Also, isn’t pogonophile a fun word? It sounds kinda dirty, but it really just means you admire beards.