... you start sing Smiths lyrics.
Girl, Afraid
Where do his intentions lay
Or does he even have any?
She says,
"He never really looks at me
I give him every opportunity"
In the room downstairs
He sat and stared
In the room downstairs
He sat and stared
I'll never make that mistake again
C. Marr Music
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Pffft. You would never think I was 35 years old and married, would you? I expect I'm going to be rather maudlin the next few weeks - I hope you all stay with me. Things are going to get better - and I reiterate - it's not my personal life. My knitting has suffered big time - lately all I want to do is curl up with a book and ignore everything else.
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Once the poop flying settles down you'll wonder why you even were upset. (Yeah, cold comfort when you're in the middle of the poop storm, I know!)
You should take a day and do just that - curl up with a book and ignore the rest of the world. Hugs to you!
Ah, the Smiths. Gotta love them in these moments.
Sometimes, being a little bit sad isn't a bad thing. Give yourself a break and curl up with a book. There's nothing wrong with that.
Hugs to you! I hope to see more of you soon!
I'm usually singing 'How soon is now' so I do understand these moods. Hang in there.
(((((((((((hugs))))))))))))
All the Smiths you need.
Holler if you need a shoulder.
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