Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Sand

You know how when you are on a beach vacation and you must sweep the floors of the house every 2 hours because of all the sand sticking to your feet.  And when you do laundry, the bottom of the washing machine is covered in sand....and the dryer sounds like a baby rattle when you turn it on because of all the sand bouncing around.
Welcome to my life.
I'm not complaining.
I'm just saying.

Wouldn't trade it for the world.

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