Woody and I started working on the kitchen this weekend. I have the most fun doing projects around the house with him- I think because it makes me feel domestic, and grown up, and we bond over it.
We started going through the cabinets and getting rid of old food. Things that had expired in 2005, you know. We found a jar of pickles from 1983. I'm not kidding, it was disgusting. We go rid of all of this old stuff and then laid on the kitchen floor together before we made dinner. We aren't nearly finished yet- not even halfway- but it is a lot of progress.
Life is excellent.
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