The longer this not gainfully employed malarkey goes on, the more inclined I am to run away. Not forever, just perhaps until I win the lotto. Or maybe forever.
Whichever comes first.
If we were able to take Bella and Beary with us easily, I would be tempted to follow through with one of my 3am ideas and sell everything we own and head to the airport.
First stop Italy.
Last week I was wearing a dress with a print of the Eiffel Tower on it. Love Bug asked me what that pretty building was so I told her it was in Paris and that we would go there one day.
I think we should go there today mumma.
So maybe first stop Paris.
Is running away an option?
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We could probably do a global trip and visit all of our blogging friends along the way – what a lovely thought!