Every clock in this house says a different time. It's confusing. And stressful.
Scott had an event after work one day and I went home to do laundry and get a head start on cleaning instead. I was invited but it was kind of an "if you want to" thing. I wanted to spend my night doing laundry instead.
I can barely stay awake past 8:30pm these days. Is that a winter thing? Or just an overwhelmed thing?
I don't answer text messages. Sigh. And I often let my phone die on the weekends. Sigh.
This is my stash of pens. This is just my desk and my tote bag.
This is at work. They used to be more organized (by size, color, type, etc) but I've started letting students grade work for me, and have granted them access to my pens/markers. It's a fair trade-off.
I finally mailed Jett's registration paperwork. His third birthday is next month. Chances I probably filled something out wrong and they send it back? Likely high.
I bought Scott this hat for Valentine's Day.
This isn't so much a confession; just more of a I know what he'll want and it's easy to buy. There's no aspirational thinking when it comes to Valentine gifts. I don't want jewelry. I want a new chair for the living room. We're going to look this weekend. Fingers crossed.
However, Scott sent me a picture of one of our stock portfolios and had labeled it "Kristin Valentine". To show how his day-trading is paying off dividends (literally).
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