I’m crabby, I got no motivation. I’m not even looking forward to the weekend. Let’s just move on, shall we?
Last week I bought a giant double pack of turkey for my lunches. I put one in the fridge, and one in the freezer (upstairs). This morning, I couldn’t find the frozen one. Should I look in the dowstairs freezer? Did the wife move it? Or is it insanity to look downstairs for something I put upstairs? The wife teases me whenever I can’t find something. Usually it’s sitting in plain view.
These are the problems in my life.
May all your problems all be less than mine.
Have a great day!