I’m tired. I want to be friends with sleep again.
No. No I don’t. I love the talks into the wee hours of the morning. I love looking at the clock and realizing it’s been 2 hrs since I last checked it. Felt like 2 minutes.
It’s not logical. It’s not smart. It’s fun and feels right.
September is over. Finally. Thank YOU 😉
PS Those are authentic bottles. Maybe I can auction them on eBay. They seem to be more valuable than her own kids. Snicker, snicker….