I had to drive out to Justin’s work yesterday to get Carly’s
lacrosse stick out of his car so she could have it for practice. He works a good 20+ minutes away so I
wasn’t thrilled. Turns out
practice ended up being cancelled anyhow because the fields looked much like
our backyard. Yuck!
When I got home I had a package by my front door. An enormous package.
It’s a light for my bedroom. Typically I’d rip it open and give it a good looking over,
but I think I may just let the electrician open the box himself when he hangs
it. I’m not sure how much I’m
going to like it, but because it was significantly cheaper than the fixture I
loved, it was the logical choice.
Sometimes it stinks to be so logical.
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