Happened to be home alone for a while today. (It doesn't happen that often and it feels weird.) Caught myself talking out loud to myself. And my words actually echoed in this otherwise empty house. Didn't like it. (Next time, Husband, you're taking me with you!)
And speaking of The Husband, he finally finished off that 100 ounces tonight. I'm glad his mug-envy was satisfied. Of all the things I envy - none of which I should (envy isn't a good thing) - I'm happy to say that mug-envy isn't one of them.
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