This whole house hunt thing is dominating any remnant of spare time I might normally have and it’s killing my blogging. Wow, that sounds pretty sad: real life is cramping my virtual style. On a recent visit with our real estate agent, B commented that one of the spare bedrooms would most likely double as my closet. Our real estate agent laughed, but we didn’t.
I got these sunglasses from the Georgetown Flea Market last year and I’ve been neglecting them terribly. They actually fold in half, which is pretty neato.