I crawled out from between that downy sandwich and tugged on clothes. Almost out of spite, I was going to prove a point about fashion versus function. Well, I didn’t bother with my trusty one pair of denims as I hurried out with the girls.
She likes to pack, and since I’m more partial to throwing a business suit into a plastic bag, she’d rather organize the goods. The caveat is that I don’t get to complain if her selections aren’t my favorites. It’s a fair system.
But, oh my soul, come the weekends, we transform into “Guardians of the Galaxy” protective about sharing time outside the circle of family.
Does it ignite an action, or calm an anxiety over an impending appointment? Maybe, and most probably, it’s just a habit or a method of marking our progress throughout a day.
All I can say is that home is awesome, and our bed is the most comfortable thing in the world. Also, we’re in love with our My Pillows. They really are the best.
We also spent a late morning watching an extreme rain storm. While we were hopeful it would run out of rain, it seems that there’s much more rain being made for our Saturday departure.