I was a sweaty little mess earlier today. I took the kids to Costco and Safeway (Hamburger, cheese and goldfish crackers were on sale — those are practically staples around here). Then, I put Spencer to bed to clean-out/up the garage. While doing it… I’m thinking this is a MAN’S job. I mean, where do I come up with stuff like that?! I know, there was heavy stuff, and it was midly dirty (dusty)… but why on earth do I think it’s a man’s job? Interesting little musing.
BTW, Drew’s with the band all day… shocker.
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