Well, cabin fever has gotten to me. My husband was also gone on an interview today. So the combination of being couped up and nervous stress pushed me over the edge.
I rearranged the kitchen. Everything I could move, I ..:did:.. move!
That includes the refrigerator!
I moved things, I threw things out, I tossed crackers at the baby while she swang peacefully in her swing...I called the dog names when his big furry butt got in my way. I Swiffered, I chugged juice right.from.the.container, I lifted the blinds, and rocked out to tunes on the radio.
I feel better.
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That's interesting. I guess only because our kitchen can't really be rearranged. Hopefully his interview will go well and you'll get rid of your nervous energy.
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