I HAVEN’T any clue as to what I am doing at times. Blah, raving all over the place while getting top priority chores done last. It seems the more I leave my spot, the more I am needed else where. I don’t want to be anywhere else. But here you go, your-welcome. Getting back to me. Where was I.
Why did the little girl look down her shirt. To see if anybody got there before she did.