This is what it's usually like the morning I leave. We hang out reading the Sunday paper, then I finally pack up and get ready to leave. Or maybe I get ready, then pack up to leave. Anyway, we have a nice morning together before I go. I like to look at the store flyers, which they both think is really strange--and it is--but I think I just like to know what's for sale out there in the real world. It's like in the old days when people read the Sears catalog, I think. No, I can't have any of those things, but I can see what they look like.
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