Wise King Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes 3:1:
"There is a time for everything,and a season for every activity under heaven."
So someone pray tell me why I am having a yard sale on the coldest day of the year? Someone tell me why I chose yesterday to attempt to cut by my perennials? Truly, could either of these things have been done when I didn't have to wear three layers of clothing?
And did I mention I am NOT a snowbaby? I hate being cold worse than any other thing in life.
I have plenty more to say about this, but I think I just saw a car pull up.
They better buy lots of my junk.