I lie on my back on the sofa. The very big, chocolate brown leather sofa which I am falling in love with (girl's gotta love). I see spider webs on the ceiling. The very, very high ceiling, which there's no way in hell I am going to reach with a duster or vacuum cleaner. Am I going to have to learn to love spider's webs too?
And isn't it time I figured out where to put my sewing machine?
And hey Martha I like sentences that begin with 'and'!