Work has picked up considerably so my posting is a little erratic.
Yesterday I needed to grab a couple things from the grocery store. I have not been in a few weeks because I have been getting our food from other places. There are somethings that you cannot get from the farm stand though, things like deodorant. I have had a tiny piece of my Dove deodorant left for about a week. You ladies know how it gets when the solid gets low, it gets crumbly and when you use it you pray that you will be able to get enough off of it before is crumbles all over you and on the floor. Half of it fell off the week before. So the mornings have had this added little stresser of hoping it lasts one more day and hopefully I'll remember to pick up another one. FINALLY, the opportunity presented itself when I needed freezer bags and hamburger buns.
The sad thing is, I was actually excited about getting a new deodorant.
I was looking forward to slapping it on every morning without having to be gentle to prevent more crumbling. I actually thought of this as a pleasant experience. There is something VERY wrong with me.