When I woke up this morning, I found this scene in the bathroom, and I have to admit I felt a wee bit of concern.
In his attempt to set up a small garage sale early this morning, my husband had smacked his baby toe on a metal bed frame.
He mostly ran the sale himself. I just babysat it when he changed his gauze and poured another cup of coffee.
Check out the bees!
They're responsible for the following: a summer's worth of raspberry jam.
A week's worth of zucchini bread. I know. Just a week. That plant is a beast.
An hour's worth of packing. Heaven knows I love my books, but good grief do they weigh a lot.
...packing because, that is, my darling husband got himself accepted into a Phd. program in Hamilton, Ontario, CANADA... for this fall, if that's not enough tsunami change for ya. It's certainly enough for me. I'll be ping-ponging between time zones for the next eight weeks, but the stuff goes next week. And my LANTA for only three years of marriage, we certainly have accumulated some stuff.
congrats anna that's so exciting!
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