The perfect time to run away from home
As I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning my husband mentioned he thought it would be a GREAT morning to clean out our closet.
I looked out the window at freshly fallen snow and bright blue skies and thought “this guy is whack!” It’s a sunny Saturday.
When hubby went into the bathroom I quickly ran away….right out of the back door and into the woods. Not a mature move, but a good move.
By the time I headed home a lot of the snow was melting and the skies had clouded over. My run away was perfectly timed.