I've been having some interesting conversations this week.
Yesterday hubs and I were sitting in the living room flipping channels and I asked him what was wrong. He just looked...well...bored.
"I'm bored. With everything."
I've been whining about that for two weeks now but I was blaming my boredom on the fact that the kids are going back to school 11 days later than usual this year.
Then Neighbor came over for dinner and he asked me why hubs was sitting on the couch like a zombie.
In the meantime, I've found a solution for Neighbor's boredom. He can cook dinner for me!
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