Sometimes, after my whole family has gone to bed, all I want to do is play the accordion.
Accordions are not quiet, in case you’d forgotten.
Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I’m sure it’s 17 o’clock. It’s not. It’s 5:36 am. I know that. But, I’m still sure it’s 17 o’clock and at 17 o’clock I must get up.
I do not even follow military time.
Matching socks takes too much time, so 90% of the time I just skip it. Mismatched socks are way more fun anyway.
I’m still not 100 percent sure on the point of Pinterest. But, whatevs.