This is my 11th day AF (seems like a lifetime has passed though). We have our recycling picked up Monday mornings here. Usually, I wait until the bf has gone to work, and then run around the house grabbing all the hidden bottles and throw them in the recycling to get rid of the evidence. I always felt panicy because I was SURE I was going to miss one, or that my neighbors would make a comment about the strange random recycling.
Anyway, the recycling truck just came by and I had a momentary "OMG - I forgot to get rid of the evidence" panic. Then I realized - THERE ARE NO BOTTLES!!!! I haven't hidden anything, so I don't have to do that any more!!! YIPPEE!!!!!!!
:yay: :happy: :danthin:
(someone needs to create a snoopy dance icon)
ok, I've finished dancing around the house like an idiot... back to research...
....Maybe one more....
:wave:
*grins like a fool*
ok... better now. Honest...
Noella
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