I have nothing to say. There are no anecdotes, no stories, no adventures.
Byron is on a kick to clear out our lives. You know, get rid of things we've been carrying around and hanging on to for years. His thinking is that we are starting a new life and we should make it a clean one. So we've taken out the trash, organized, and made our home our own. He starts his new job on Monday, so it's time to celebrate his (and our) new life, and his new job. New chapters deserve clean pages, no?
In that, though, there have been no musings on life and love.
Sorry, all. Perhaps the winds of change will inspire me soon.
Stallingly yours,
xoxoSallyt
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2 comments:
There must have been some amusing arguments/situations on the cleaning out . What's the new job? Handy home? Sally you can't be at a loss for words, the rain must be sogging your brain, Write a short story or something, don't leave us hanging......
part 2 - time to change your pic, how about one of the nice ones taken at Peggy's Cove.
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