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Shit just got real, yo...
So, the husband is winging his way somewhere south of Iceland, at the moment, towards Rome, and I begin my three week stint of living bachelorette style.
So far, this exciting adventure has been marked by making two dozen mini pot pies (one dozen chicken traditional, one dozen taco) which I will eat off of for the next week or so, followed by a bath, dishes, and cleaning the cat boxes…
So, you know, big pimping or something…