So I’m at my husbands best friends house the kids playing fortnight the adults their slaves but hey as long as the Alexa plays 90s Music and there’s a lasagna in the oven I’m content.

Oh did I mention it was so warm outside when we arrived like 70 degrees which is brutal. Now it’s in 60s thank heavens. Next week it snows again yayyyyyyy

What can I say I love snow

Three hours before I turn into a pumpkin and want to be home to sleep for three hours after writing for Two.

So committed.

The writers life