Phoning a friend
Do you ever have those days when you want to phone a friend? Just to talk and tell them all the little teeny tiny things on your mind? That's how I feel tonight, in the murky rainy twilight. I want to tell someone about...
The sinus headache I mysteriously woke up with this morning, that sapped my energy all day, making me wonder how on earth I think I'm going to be super natural birth granola mama if I can't hack a headache.
The horrid smell of garlic gone bad that I know is coming from somewhere in my kitchen pantry, which I can't seem to locate. I may have to throw everything away.
The pride I have that I'm almost done assembling my Ikea dresser, mostly on my own.
The embarrassing fact that I finally gave in and looked up spoilers for Downton Abbey today because I couldn't bear it any longer - not knowing whether Matthew and Mary get together or not. And no, I'm not telling you what I found out.
How silly (and relieved) I feel that my plans for the evening consist of watching The Bachelor and assembling the last two drawers. Btw. am I the only one watching The Bachelor who thinks the guy is kind of a tool, but the girls are fun to watch?