It’s past 6:30PM. Grocery bags still in disarray on my kitchen floor. Pot, pan, plates and bowls lay empty, staring at the ceiling. Each second races the one before. Kids will be home soon. Parents are visiting. Husband is on his way. I can do this.
Here you are. Thanks for stopping by. I hope you lend me your eyes and ears while you join me here in my little place. Here is a cup of tea for you. You prefer coffee? Sure, I’ll make one in a jiffy. So, how is your day?