Thursday, January 29, 2015

In two weeks. .

He dragged his fingers across the back of the couch....see ya in two weeks. Or four, or whenever.

I remembered later that he remarked in a text if  we could break in the new couch......I replied most definitely,  in text.
As I sat with my husband at dinner.

He had seen pictures on Facebook.

After he left I texted .....in two weeks?

He texted back.....

In two weeks.

:-)

I held back my reply. ....

My heart is now happy....in can paint again.

To avoid being silly.

1 comment:

Advizor54 said...

Two weeks isn't so bad. Hang in there, you can make it.