I loved you comment on my blog. Poof, the bed is made. Isn't that the truth? I love it when he is home again, but I enjoy a night or two (no more) of time to myself.
And just look at that old shack. I'd be afraid to walk inside for fear that it would collapse on me. But I imagine it was home sweet home to a tiny family at one time. Haven't our expectations changed over the years?
I loved you comment on my blog. Poof, the bed is made. Isn't that the truth? I love it when he is home again, but I enjoy a night or two (no more) of time to myself.
ReplyDeleteAnd just look at that old shack. I'd be afraid to walk inside for fear that it would collapse on me. But I imagine it was home sweet home to a tiny family at one time. Haven't our expectations changed over the years?
Have a great weekend.