We live in a winter wonderland again. That’s where I was spending my time yesterday, shoveling my aunt’s house out in the morning before work. Hell. It’s pretty.
I bought two books to support my continued adulting – one on how to write your will, and the other on buying a house. Funny how hitting your mid-forties clarifies your responsibilities. The odd thing is, I like it. I like facing my stuff and dispatching my duties. It releases me. Still can’t figure out why Jenn wants to do tasks on holidays, though. Holidays are for letting that steam valve release.