In the business of conducting life, we need stuff. It may be milk, or motor oil, or cinder blocks -- we all need stuff. I seem to always need stuff. All kinds of stuff. But the only time I can ever seem to remember what it is is when I'm actually trying to do what it is that requires that particular thing. So, I always forget to buy my stuff.
J-Mom always remembers the stuff I need. I go through Sharpies. Not sure what happens to them, but I seem to run through them pretty fast. So, I always seem to need them and I never remember to get them. J-Mom is great about remembering to pick up things like that for me.
I wish I could do the same for her.
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