

I’m not good with surprises. At all. When I was little, I used to unwrap my christmas presents and wrap them back up and put them under the tree. I’ve been known to steam open letters I wasn’t supposed to open until my birthday. It’s wretched. I realize. I just can’t help myself. I won’t tell you what I did with my engagement ring….it’s too shameful.
My wedding band has been sitting in my dresser drawer for months now. Taunting me. So I tried it on. Just for a second. Just to see how it looked. Jus to see how it feels. It looked good…
So I kept it on a little longer. Just a minute or so. Somehow….that minute has turned into 2 days. I feel mildly guilty. Mr. Strawberry has been gone for two weeks on business….so no one knows but me. And, now you. I’m going to straight to hell. I know. Anyone want to car-pool? ![]()