hoodie~ Forever 21
dress, leggings~ Target
boots~ b. (a resale shop)
Jim has been traveling for work a lot lately. It sucks a lot for both of us. He hates being away for weeks at a time and we miss him a lot while he's gone. It's tough not having him around to help out with the kids after work and it's kind of boring not having an adult to talk to or just sit and watch TV and unwind with at the end of the day. And also, he's not here to protect me from the creepy crawly things around the house. I swear, once it gets cold outside, all of the spiders and centipedes in Minneapolis must decide to move in and bunk with us. Last week, Jim was in California and, at one point during the week, I decided to tackle the piles of laundry littering our laundry room floor. I went into the basement and started to separate the clothes into piles and two enormously gigantic <possibly an exaggeration born from fear> centipedes ran out from under one of the piles. I ran out screaming and that was it for me and the laundry. I couldn't go back into the laundry room knowing that a centipede could attack at any moment. They could have invited their friends. There was probably an army of them in there! There was no way I was touching that laundry. No. Way. And Jim wasn't there to help me. When he got home at the end of the week, I promptly asked him to kindly put the laundry in the wash and I would do the rest. He obliged and actually ended up doing all of the laundry and folding it! Bonus! Now all the laundry is just sitting, folded nicely in the baskets, waiting to be put away, which is my least favorite chore. And it
might will still be there when Jim gets home from traveling this week. Perhaps, I will tell him I saw a spider in one of them and he'll do it for me! Okay, fine, I'll go put it away now.
xoxo, nora bird