On Monday morning a friend will be coming over, toddler in tow, to play with Benjamin as I begin to prep the walls for painting and orderly hanging of items in the man/boy cave downstairs.
It is truly frightening down there. Boxes and boxes (and boxes and boxes...) of baseball cards, autographed baseballs/magazines/cards, sport jerseys, sport t-shirts, sports lights, sport cereal boxes, sport tumblers, sport blankets, Red Sox rocking chair, framed posters of sport stadiums, mini ceramic stadiums, sport mugs, etc. and, seriously, giant blue leather reclining furniture (that is broken).
ZOMFG
Losing the fear of admitting that I am willing to live in a dwelling that houses this kind of mayhem, all for the love of a husband.
Will attempt to post photos. Be sitting down, and get your sunglasses and glass of wine prepared.
bwyl *SherryQ* xo
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