I have simple pleasures….small pleasures.
I have white sheets.
Don’t get me wrong. I
would rather have Tall Man home, however….
If I must live alone, I will have white sheets.
I was switching laundry the other day. I took Man Child’s laundry out of the washer,
put it in the dryer, did a quick spin of the drum…..no noise…..and shoved my
lovely, soft white sheets in with some lavender aromatherapy soap.
When I went back to switch the laundry………a pen. A black gel pen. In my sheets.
Man Child!!!!
I quickly recalled ….. The Green Crayon Incident.
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