The day before yesterday, I met my former housemate for the first time in three years.
I went home in a hurry. .
I was really in a hurry at the end, just like I was in a hurry!
After all, even though I called a taxi at 55 minutes, I got back at 55 minutes!
So, in a hectic and hectic ending,
As expected. . .
It was stuffed in the fridge,
Cheese, herring packs, ham packs, etc.
I completely forgot about it and went home! ! !
Inevitably, everything becomes “mine!”
I have a lot of food that I need to eat quickly,
It's a forced Camembert!
Eat dinner, eat lunch...
Hmm, maybe ham after that? ?
Actually, I'm grateful, but eat at your own pace.
After seeing off my friends,
When I got home, I felt a bit empty,
For some reason, I was fidgety and wandering around the room.
I felt like I didn't know what to do,
Suddenly, I started washing things again that I thought I had washed.
I was behaving in an incomprehensible way,
It's completely normal now,
I got used to being alone.
In yesterday's upload, I sent all the bench troops home,
We were out of players, but
Here too, I regained my composure and hurriedly scouted it.
Currently, up to number 3567 is on the bench.
3545
3549
3564
3562
3567
Lately, “attached collars” have become popular among me!
When attached to ordinary knits and cut-sews,
"It's fine.."
I mutter to myself.