Stalkers, look away now.
I’m home alone this week because Eoin has been shipped back down to Arizona for work purposes. Where we live is ridiculously safe, and I have the car, so it doesn’t really bother me all that much. Plus, Milo is here to keep me company and take up far too much of my time as usual.
Now, I’m about to make a frank admission and I would ask that nobody judge me. Please? Good. Since I have the house to myself, and remember, I’m unemployed, I’ve decided to use this week as a time to indulge one of my more embarrassing hobbies. Behold:
Yes, I like to make jigsaws. This one is pretty fug I’ll admit, but I got it in Goodwill for the bargain price of $1.99 and it looks new enough that I’m hoping none of the pieces are missing. So that’s what I’m doing for the week. The next time you think your life is dull, just think of little old Sarah, alone in suburban Oregon, making a second-hand jigsaw and I think you’ll find it could be worse. Consider it my gift to you.