I know I asked for silver as a wedding gift. At some point it must have seemed like a good idea. At that time, I know I wasn’t thinking about all the time it was going to take to polish the stuff.
Still it does look pretty. Presents are wrapped, house is clean, table is halfway set, laundry is halfway done. New radiator smell is still here but William Sonoma Tomato Basil Candle (the only scented candle I can stand) is helping. At some point I even caught myself humming some kind of Christmas song. Immediately muttered a curse, aimed it lovingly toward Larissa and put on a Kid Rock CD.
I’d like to actually write a bit tonight if I don’t collapse. Wonder if my SEALs are around…