I know the church men's retreat is a good thing and all, but not having Hubby around feels like someone's cut off a limb, albeit a limb that can talk and hug back.
House is attaining some semblance of order, will be greatly improved when we've decided where to put the bookshelves. Never had the choice of so much wall real estate to put shelves on. Cordless drill is charged and ready, and we are in a lather of indecision.
I completed my first day of paid employment in the US yesterday, and I have just one question: do they put the toilets outside the card-protected doors so they can monitor who goes to the bathroom and for how long, or to see how many temps they can trap outside?
Eddie Bauer wrinkle resistant shirts. Lovely.