Sometimes I think that I should have been born in a different time period.  Maybe the 1920s or 30s?  In case you haven't noticed, I kind of love the homemaker, dinner party hostess with the mostess role; I think I would have thrived in a time period where staying home and looking after our children would have been my expected job.  At the same time, however, I LOVE working.  See what I'm dealing with?  I'm a mess.

Yesterday, I got to live the homemaker life, minus the children (wait, do cats count?).  Yes, I had the day off, and Hubby was out working hard to bring home the bacon.

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