Fall is going so fast this year.
I hate it.
I hate it.
This is one of my favorite seasons but I never seem to get a chance to enjoy it.
Every minute I have is spent in a gym. Or hotel. Or airplane.
Every minute I have is spent in a gym. Or hotel. Or airplane.
I want to be here:
Or here:
Or here:
Or here:
Or especially here:
Or here:
Or here:
Or here:
Or especially here:
I was actually very lucky last week to make it home in time for one final mowing.
And dog poop shoveling.
I'm going to kill my neighbors.
I have resorted to dumping their dog droppings into their flower bed so that it doesn't have to sit in my garbage can and smell up my garage all week.
And dog poop shoveling.
I'm going to kill my neighbors.
I have resorted to dumping their dog droppings into their flower bed so that it doesn't have to sit in my garbage can and smell up my garage all week.
1 comment:
I wonder if that would work for Adalyn's diapers sitting in my garbage can? (how far away do you think Coleman's yard is from ours?)
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