I love the answers to my question about evening routines. Thanks to all of you for posting them - I may not respond to every comment (I started to, then realized I was going to repeat myself quickly), but I read every detail and appreciate that you shared them with me
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Prices are wrong, it's true. And I love my hand-me-downs. It's when I start looking elsewhere that I get perplexed by things, and I know I shouldn't; other people are not me, and I'm not them. But it's hard not to compare, sometimes.
And yes, we're up watching the fire, finishing the wine, telling stories, an eye on the fireline. I've often said that I make the closest friends with people who get that you can listen to someone's story, and then come back with your own, and that can be communication as true as any kind of commentary or observations. You trade 'em back and forth. Sometimes I forget, but ... yeah.
I shouldn't be typing. I'm actually tired. I didn't write squat today and so the bulk of the movie thing has to be done tomorrow. Oh, dear.
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