I didn't see you come in.
You see, I've been busy not wearing my girdle, making up an advent calendar that doesn't have twenty-four horrible chocolates in it, playing Hay Day, avoiding That Woman That Bosses My Kids Around While I'm With Them on the walk to school and back, reviewing our insurance, working (and working and working) on our budget, getting Pintesty, and nursing Seth through the
Why so busy, you ask, dear internet?
Because February 26th is rapidly (rapidly) approaching, and the bank is waiting for me.
Let's revisit this in a month or two, shall we?
Because right now, I'd rather die than think about it, and I'M TOO BUSY TO DIE.
p.s. For your general edification: