People say that there is no difference between ‘finished’ and ‘complete’. I say there is... Marry the right person, and you’re COMPLETE. Marry the wrong person, and you’re FINISHED.
Hello. Sunday evening Not trying to be a negative Nelly here with this comment...honestly, I just thought it was funny. Much too soon to say whether it can be deemed justified by what transpires in the upcoming months. It has been a nice, quiet, warm day here. I enjoyed a little time outdoors in the beautiful sunshine and am once again experiencing showers of the perfect temperature !!! Because my eldest son was worried that he may have been exposed to Covid through a person whose father now has it...we have been been trying to quarantine ourselves until we are satisfied we are safe. Not too worried about it, just being cautious. I made beef fajitas for supper and clean-up is finished. Now as dusk begins to settle I am planning to watch a movie or continue with the book I am reading...whichever should hold the most interest. In hopes of an earlier night to bed. I have few problems spending time at home, but I do miss the companionship of my favorite person to be silly with. Slowly coping. ~ Marcia
