greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
I hate going to the library so much that when we get there I pretend to go to the bathroom.
I sit in there and clean out my purse, re-do my make-up, check my phone messages, call a friend, balance the checkbook....
Twenty minutes later, I come out, find my husband and he's ready to leave.
He's happy, I'm happy....
But I think he's on to me.........I never come out of there with anything.
I sit in there and clean out my purse, re-do my make-up, check my phone messages, call a friend, balance the checkbook....
Twenty minutes later, I come out, find my husband and he's ready to leave.
He's happy, I'm happy....
But I think he's on to me.........I never come out of there with anything.