This is not funny - I did the same but I don't remember whether it was Thursday or Friday. There is more - the manifestations of that guilt went to such levels that I spent the next 3 days feeling sorry. Still feel sorry but not guilty anymore. I just talk to the snails everytime I walk in and out of the house. Especially the tiny one who I think is our to-be-born baby.
Had I read your blog earlier I would have told you about it at the party.
and it is not a QT?
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ReplyDeleteThis is not funny - I did the same but I don't remember whether it was Thursday or Friday. There is more - the manifestations of that guilt went to such levels that I spent the next 3 days feeling sorry. Still feel sorry but not guilty anymore. I just talk to the snails everytime I walk in and out of the house. Especially the tiny one who I think is our to-be-born baby.
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