Meanwhile, we have all the Karens of the world driving their big fat honking SUVs and bitching about things that don't matter worth a hill of beans. I actually feel sorry for them. No envy. Just pity. I believe in the power of telling your story to help others heal and in listening to theirs. I reckon I'm kind of a street therapist that does it out of love for those I care about who have my back. I had a random offer from a friend yesterday after she read about my plumbing woes. It was good to catch up with her and just be. I just like hearing people's stories.
After that I had to hit up the 'gentral and was never so glad to be home and unpacked. The USPS delivered some gloves today that were a JCP cheap deal. I have learned to have good gloves in the winter. And a heavy coat. It's a hassle but it beats freezing to death whilst clearing snow off the car. No carport, ya know.
Y'all be merry and bright. I just watched the twins put up their first Christmas tree and it was worth sitting through five ads. Peace on earth ^j^
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