Good: Had four house showings from Thursday to Saturday. Got an offer.
Bad: Offer is ridiculously low. Countering, but not hopeful.
Good: Nice trip down to Chattanooga on Saturday. Libbie behaved.
Bad: Mr. V could have come home if he’d known that no students had signed up for the trip he was chaperoning.
Good: I put on make-up and jewelry this morning.
Bad: I also dropped my deodorant in the toilet and almost fell down the stairs.
Good: When I started this post, the baby was asleep.
Bad: Now she’s crying.
Is it bad if all I want to ask is if the toilet was flushed when you dropped your deodorant?
I hope your Monday is full of GOOD.
good: i'm reading your blog today.
bad: i feel like you're sad.
(((hugs)))