What I have been doing - is spending time on the sofa cruising Pinterest for things I will (most likely never) make and clothes I drool over. This requires no more energy than a slight swipe of my finger on the iPad and I do this in a "my-mind-is-numb-because-I-have-been-working-and-caring-for-small-children-who-are-hiding-their-mission-to-drive-me-insane-behind-their-adorably-cute-faces" kinda way at the end of the day. Many of us are guilty of this exact crime - admit it.
Which brings me to this oldie of a gem text message between my beloved husband and myself.
