Friday night and all 24 glorious hours of Saturday I had the house all to myself. If I thought it couldn't get better, it rained on and off all day. Great cleaning and get organized weather. The day seemed to last forever. Bliss. Everything was in it's place and a sense of peace settled over the house. Then Mister rolled home from the beach today and it's all a faint memory...
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I feel your pain.
I don't understand how a grown man can create such a mess.
It kills me.
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