It's that time of year again that it is finally cold enough that my purple couch looks appealing.
Really, who wants to snuggle on a velvet couch in the middle of the summer when it's so hot out you wind up sticking to everything?
Not me.
I drape myself all over its purply goodness and I'm pretty sure that I heard it sigh as if it missed me too.
The radio plays the kind of music that encourages me to kick off my shoes and go into lounging mode.
There's a good possibility that my chores will have to wait until tomorrow.
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