February is almost over.
I still have my Valentine's day stuff in a laundry basket ready to set up.
I will put it away tomorrow... along with the new things I bought on clearance.
I'm sure I'll use it all next year... or the year after that.
I am the only one still awake in this house tonight.
I am in the middle of a TV spy series.
I am now thoroughly convinced I could be a spy.
It doesn't seem that hard.... except for the sneaking in places to plant bugs.
That would give me serious anxiety.
I already have enough anxiety just trying to sneak in my kids rooms at night to cover them without them waking up.
I could never be spy.