Dear Ava or Amy or whoeverI realize I’m quite the catch, but not sure you understand what I mean by “wrong number”. And no, I don’t want to share pics with you no matter how many random emojis you try to make you sound like a real person.
Isn't it amazing how much you can accomplish around the house under the threat of someone coming over?Then if they cancel you’re sitting there all mad in a clean & tidy home…especially when that time could’ve been used more effectively for napping and procrastination.
