I completely agree, and look at those adorable cats.
Like everyone else, I have been marooned at home for months. I realize I have no reason to complain, since that would make me sound like a spoiled brat.
With a fridge filled with chocolate and wine you’d think I’d be a happy girl.
I have a lovely house, fabulous food cooked by my sweetie pie, a well-stocked wine rack and some spirits socked away just in case the Zombie Apocalypse rears its messy head. Then there’s the chocolate drawer in the fridge, where regular people probably keep fruits and vegetables. But, after recovering from an overweight childhood where I was yelled at every time that ancient refrigerator door latch gave me away, I keep all that sweet stuff available just because I can. My house! My fridge! My rules!
I also have my trusty Kindle on which to read, daily newspapers delivered to my front door, and Netflix, Amazon…
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