So I arrive to my hotel room Friday night as happy as a clam- a glass of merlot in one hand and a plate of chocolates the GM had left for me in the other- after 7 hours in my car, fully ready to enjoy my solitude.
I love my children mostly
I like to share what is mine with them
My ‘riches’, my clothes, the last bagel, (green only) jubejubes, oxygen on a plane
shopping is always challenging
but after looking for a really long time
4 or 5 minutes anyway
I treated myself to the perfect new wardrobe for work