Nap and a fancy dinner sound -- that someone else cooks and cleans -- like a perfect day to me. But I may have low expectations.
I am thinking I should walk to the store but I'm worried I have too much to buy to lug it all back home, so I will probably make one of the kids come with me.
I dithered on buying the shoes and now am looking at another pair instead: these. DH claims I don't need new shoes, but I am pretty sure I do, and pretty sure I want new boots.
You need those. One of the rest of us needs those, too. I mean, other than me.
They have them in my size too.
Hmmm
Yeah, my only hesitation is that I'd have to buy them 1/2 size down, but it seems like that should work. But I haven't been a 6 1/2 since I gave birth, although I still fit in a couple pair.
and in the first hour of chores mac is already balking. shocking how fast an hour goes doing what we like and how slow it goes doing things we don't like.
Well, someone should buy those and think of me when you wear them because that's my name!
Napped. Got woken by phone call. Gathering energy to go walk outside.
I have sat on all the couches and made notes about which ones are too squashy and scratchy. Now I need to do the "will my top choices fit in my new living room?" measurement math.
Those are cute, burrell. I'd still go with a 7 because I'm like that.
Those are very cute boots. I'm gonna look at them some more and think about whether my life has room for Fluevogs (I suspect it does not, right now).