Wednesday 5 February 2014
Confessions of an undressed housewife
This is just about my most decadent still-in-the-house day in a long time. It's creeping up on noon and I'm still in my nightgown, the bed isn't made, the coffee and toast Dave brought in is finished, I've only got 3 real emails, none of my clothes from last night are hung up, and my glasses are so filmy I'm lucky I know how to touch type. Or, oza. ;ivlu zo lmpe jpe yp ypivj yu^r.
And I love it!
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Those kinds of days are good days, especially if you aren't sick.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a normal day on any one of my weekends!
ReplyDeleteDo you realize how disappointing this post is to a red-blooded male? ;)
ReplyDeleteSounds like paradise!
ReplyDeleteLove this!
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