I now know what the next step in this mourning process is: laying in bed alone getting drunk on cheap white zinfandel.
Yum!
I now know what the next step in this mourning process is: laying in bed alone getting drunk on cheap white zinfandel.
Yum!
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thank you so much. now, i don’t have to feel bad about laying in bed and drinking entire bottles of wine. I can proudly say, “I’m not an alcoholic. I’m in Step 3 of Mourning.”
So, what step is Out-of-Control Shoe-Buying???
Hmm. That’s the second time in as many days that you’ve mentioned buying shoes.
Do you have some kind of, well, shoe fetish? Or should I be ashamed of my predilection for buying $19 sneakers at Payless?