I think I have a working title of a book, if I ever write one....."Why do men leave their SHOES"
he stopped on Saturday - was going to feed snakes before moving them (snakes usually don't eat for a while after being moved). but 1 snake was going to shed (snakes don't eat when they are about to shed - very fickle creatures), so he wanted to wait. He took some of the other misc items. All that remains now is snakes, mice, lamp, roller stool, a couple of wall hangings, a few things in the freezer and last night I noticed SHOES.
Those who may have been around 5 years ago when I was going through the D with my XH, you may remember my XH left HIS shoes. WTF I don't know if this is just laziness, forgetfulness or a lame poor pittful excuse for continued contact.
IF it is the latter - grow a pair, find your voice and use your words. Otherwise take it before I dump it in the trash!
This weekend is cooking thing. Butterflies in the tummy are flying.
Can't go to wine tasting cause of a surprise 30th bday party for a friend. Darn.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
