I’ve taken a few tentative steps to the kitchen to get coffee. The guest room is off the kitchen and my guest is still sleeping. Now I’m safely back at my computer hidden in a nook.
Now what do we do? It’s pouring rain. Once she gets up she will start talking and not stop. I’ve heard about every brother, cousin, ex, cousin’s ex’s, neighbours, neighbours cousin’s ex’s…… Oh my lord.
ooops….. she’s up. Gotta go. I can’t tell her I’m writing a blog because she’ll want to read it for sure.
Found me and saw this….. good thing she didn’t ask.