Guess who hasn't been murdered in Chuck's paint shanty yet?
So far, so good. I'm still not taking any chances though. We're sleeping in separate bedrooms.
I've been thinking lately.
Dangerous. Past time.
We had our school auction last night. It was awesome. As always. And there I was, at a "work event" and I took a second to look around. I realized it felt a lot more like a night with my friends than a night with my co-workers at a work thing.