An unexpected purchase, an unexpected invitation, some unexpected trips to the Post Office and a birthday or two.
Noses are red, so is Violet’s. Time to come out of hibernation?
New year, new you. Old me.
More fire alarms and more jobs news. Let’s go round again…
No smoke without fire, but fire alarms a-plenty. And the usual job news.
Something always happens, even when nothing is happening.
It’s the little things that count.
What drives me? There must be something.
It’s unfair of me, perhaps, but I’m going to blame this laptop and keyboard for a minor writing issue.