Yesterday, I looked at the time. It was 5:10pm. Better get dinner started. I was going to make Curried Chicken, which takes about an hour to cook in the oven and half an hour to prepare. Hubby gets home at 6:45pm, and I like having dinner ready when he gets home because it's late enough as it is.
Then, I remembered he got off a little early today to help his buddy. So, I called him on my from Cassiopeia (what we named our office) to the kitchen.
"Hey, babe, on your way home?" I glanced out the window that viewed the backyard as I walked past.
Then, I remembered he got off a little early today to help his buddy. So, I called him on my from Cassiopeia (what we named our office) to the kitchen.
"Hey, babe, on your way home?" I glanced out the window that viewed the backyard as I walked past.