“I wish I could, but I don’t have time”. “Sorry, but I have too much to do”. “Maybe I can fit it in next week”. Monday turns into Thursday and Thursday turns into the following month. I feel like a dog chasing its tail. It’s time to stop and smell the beef jerky treat.
It’s time to enjoy the reason we moved to Southern California - the weather. For my husband and me living in the East had become one of those four-letter words - snow. Now I’m addicted to sunshine.
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“I wish I could, but I don’t have time”. “Sorry, but I have too much to do”. “Maybe I can fit it in next week”. Monday turns into Thursday and Thursday turns into the following month. I feel like a dog chasing its tail. It’s time to stop and smell the beef jerky treat.
It’s time to enjoy the reason we moved to Southern California - the weather. For my husband and me living in the East had become one of those four-letter words - snow. Now I’m addicted to sunshine.
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“I wish I could, but I don’t have time”. “Sorry, but I have too much to do”. “Maybe I can fit it in next week”. Monday turns into Thursday and Thursday turns into the following month. I feel like a dog chasing its tail. It’s time to stop and smell the beef jerky treat.
It’s time to enjoy the reason we moved to Southern California - the weather. For my husband and me living in the East had become one of those four-letter words - snow. Now I’m addicted to sunshine.
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