Midnight

Letter to my husband:
Scrapbookers crop frequently crop until midnight. It's just what we do. It's hurts when you try to single me out and make me feel bad as a married mother and call me irresponsible. It seems we are always fighting about a discussion like this whenever I am out of the house without you guys. Why am I being harassed doing the things that I like to do. Yes I know I can scrap and sew at home. And I do. But I also like the company of friends around me. It's human nature to want to be around people. Here are scrapbook places that I found just on the first page of a yahoo search, that had late crop times. It's just what we do. How different would it be really if I wad cropping downstairs until the late hours? The difference I see, is that it would be lonely. Do you secretly wish loneliness upon me?

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Moving back in

After being away from the apt. and frustrations have built up, I need to get my pink apartment back.

Because I am a night owl, I need a place to come to exhale when everyone else is sleeping.

I have a friend that is there for me to vent and let things out, but sometimes I just need to get it out at 3am too.

So here I, Constance, am renting my place here again in the pink apartments. Hopefully no solicitors this time.