December 12th, 2011 → 6:32 am @ // No Comments

“I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.” – Henry IV, Part II

This weekend my husband sat on the couch doing nothing, while I ran around the house baking, cleaning, and holiday decorating.  By Sunday afternoon it got on my nerves and we had one of our occassional spats about his couch potato tendencies.  But in the end, who really is right?  Was it really necessary for me to bake my ass off just to give the neighbors some holiday cookies?  Sometimes I wish I could be more of a couch potato, but I actually fear I just don’t have it in me.


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