The REST of the Week.
Otherwise known as Things I Was SO Not Ready to Talk About or All Aboard the Crazy Train...Again. See this picture? Any of you remember this post? Like this rug? Well In the continuing saga... It is no more. This would be our new decorator rug. Maybe we'll start a new trend. Dollar Store Decorating DH, which might or might not be meaning Dear Hubby right now. Burnt the rug. Oh he says a log jumped right out of that fireplace and he single-handedly saved the house and me from a fiery demise. But He has a reputation. Not a good one. I was so mad. So mad I could not talk. Could not yell. Could not stomp and snort. That is REALLY mad. I'm over it now...almost. In the remaining issues of the week. The eye doctor's office ordered the wrong contacts for me. On itchy, dry-eyed day at work and I checked the boxes. Wrong. Two more weeks while I wait for the right ones to come in. There is more to the story. I am over it also....almost. The saga of the poinsettias. The church poinsett...