By: Gabriela Yareliz
Find yourself someone who makes your face hurt from smiling and makes your heart so full.
Update: The ants are gone. They must all be partying in the orchid pot. Also, my accountant screwed up my taxes— so we are getting that fixed. Imagine you wake up and the IRS has taken half of what is in your checking account. That was me this morning. With this corona mess, it should be sorted out by December. (We love extended tax season drama— what else is happening? Seriously, what else is happening?) And trimming candle wicks is addictive. (Recent discovery).
I’ll be here, you know, trimming the candle wicks of the candles I am burning for my tax situation. Kidding. But at this point, I should.
Love and light, friends.
We have our health and life— nothing else matters.