When the wind blows…. it sounds like there is a dinosaur roaring in your backyard. I spilled my orange juice on the counter this morning when I heard it. Seriously… all over the counter.
For the record, I HATE dinosaurs, they give me nightmares…and make me barf.
Your guest room looks like Goodwill… anyone want to donate some dressers?
Or perhaps organize this mess?
You don’t have time for a manicure so the tips of your fingers are raw and your cuticles peeling.
Things really do go BUMP in the night…we can hear the neighbors go up and down their stairs every once in awhile and the first time I heard that… oh boy was I scared. I thought someone got into our house and was coming up to our room to say hello!
So I ended up having to move too – the house I am in sold. And I feel exactly how you are feeling right now as far as that’s concerned! SHOOT ME!!! Take some time for you lovely lady ๐
I’m just starting week 2 of 4 of being alone and I hear ya with the noises!! I create these CRAZY thoughts in my head over the littest of noises (most of the time it’s just the heat kicking on downstairs)!
I feel ya on the flyin’ solo thing! Hope time flies by for you!