I am sitting in the dark, itching the spot on my leg that I just doused with old recycling bin water (while taking out the garbage) and longing to climb into bed with my water, left-over jalapeno chips, and Rainbow Valley. Or maybe we will watch Australia. Either way, I'm not sure why I am here in the glow of the laptop and not changing my PJ pants to crash on my comphy, red bed.
On that note,
good night and good riddance.
About Me
- bitter poet
- I have a 6-yr-old, a 3-year-old, have been married 9 years. A smallish, oldish house. Addicted to bright colour, organization, and a stubborn streak. Enjoy sunshine and wind, ethnic cuisine, and pleasant smells (which dooms the oldish house). Am studying yoga and want to learn sea kayaking and get a tattoo. Adore traveling. A midwesterner in the south. Educated. Christian, painter, writer, editor, housekeeper, foodie, cook, volunteer.
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