We should be listening to cheesy songs all day, but instead we ventured out to look for a desk for Son#1.
He's finally moving to his own room, away from annoying younger brothers.
The outing was an ordeal - three boys running off in different directions, or even wrestling each other to the ground.
I got sympathetic stares.
Although a date is just an arbitrary date, and tomorrow nothing will have changed magically overnight (except perhaps winning the lottery - we love you Lottoooooooo!!!), but still I'm happy as a lark that 2014 is over.
I hope that 2015 will hold more good than bad.
And for you too, dear reader.
Have a marvelous 2015.
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