Yeah, it's been a interesting week. Not in a things-blew-up kind of way, but in a...life-baffles-me kind of way.
My husband and I have been talking about moving. I'm rather desperate for an office. If you don't know, I write in complete silence.
Like total and complete silence.
As in don't say nuthin'. If you think about me, I'll know it.
But, I have an eleven-year-old. Nothing gives me more inspiration than my little girl busting a move while I'm trying to write.
Anyway, about the chicken emoji. (Those are two words I never thought I'd put together.) I used to have a lot of chickens, and as of late, I've really been missing them. We had goats too. A baby goat is probably one of the cutest things on the planet. I miss them too.
All that to say, we can't move yet. The want is there, but the finances, not so much. Which is okay. Things happen when they're supposed to. I just wish they were supposed to happen when I want them to. HA!
Okay, I've got chicken emojis and dancing kids. That's about as exciting as I get anymore.