When you were younger, did you have a pact with certain friends that, if y’all were still single by whatever the age (back when 30 and 40 used to seem SOOOOOO old), you’d get married?
Seriously, I have eight and a half years to find somebody good, lest I have to honor any one of those promises. *shudder* What was I thinking back then?!?! 😉
You can always tell when it’s payday week ’round here because I can give up foraging the hacienda for cockroaches to toast and I actually order food. The other night, I ordered pizza. Last night, I stopped at my favorite Chinese place, only to recognize the guy behind me as the guy who’d delivered my pie (he was wearing an item with his company logo, so I was sure). Wonder if I’ll see him wherever I plan to stop for dinner tonight!