Give me a tub of it and I’ll practically eat it with a spoon. I’ll pile it on top of crackers and toast so high that it’s as thick as the carbs. And then I’ll lick the knife.
I’ve been “working” more than ever and I’ve been doing a ton of house maintenance and improvement. Cleaning things out. Reorganizing. Decluttering. Hanging pictures. I even fixed a toilet. And had a man in to measure to make new radiator covers. And ordered sample fabrics to hopefully someday soon order new blinds for the bedroom.
I’m exhausted and I can’t see straight. I even turned down an invite to go to an art thing today with wine. I don’t know who I am.
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