December 5th, 2008



I found them. Not in the last place I checked. In the place I had ALREADY checked. Not the top shelf of the closet, but still, in a closet. In the middle. Right in front of the door. I must have looked right at them.
Now do I decorate this weekend alone, which I will enjoy. Or wait for the boy to come back next weekend and share it with him?
I'll probably wait now I think on it. He'd be mad.
me with duck egg

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Continuing my brain deficiency today, I cleaned the wrong house. The customer was happy to see me but confused. I haven't done that in years.
The owner of the house I was supposed to be cleaning was less amused.