The time has come, my husband said,
To talk of many things:
Of grocery bills and no more thrills
Of furnaces and dings
And why the bills are overdue
And why you’ve ceased to sing.
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My first attempt at One Liner Wednesday (Yeah I know its kind of long) It’s how I feel today.
Thanks to Linda for a great idea. You can read more at this link
http://lindaghill.com/2015/03/04/one-liner-wednesday-well-duh/
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It has been a long winter.
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have had those days… “weeks” … before too… No fun!
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perfect! I know whereof you speak
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just been one of those days, one of those weeks, one of those winters…. yesterday…unexpected husbands root canal and death of the furnace with COLD temperatures forecast.
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that is not good–hope you have a fireplace–we don’t–but sending warm thoughts to you
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