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It’s a dreary, chilly morning, so I threw on my favorite sweatshirt, and am sitting by the fire with my favorite floofy boy.
My sweatshirt says: Sorry, I can’t. I’m an indoor cat. 💜
my own personal hell
Being in a bridal party with a group of super catty females is bad enough, but now I’ll be spending an entire weekend trapped in a house with them, in Nashville, the second weekend in September. I won’t be able to get away from them FOR AN ENTIRE WEEKEND. *lol sob*