Busy Bee Hustle
Party invitations are in the mail.
My living room is a disaster.
Closets are being emptied and I am reminiscing about where every treasure came from and deciding which one's need to be left behind.
Letting go of some items feels like I'm letting go of twenty-something Kat. Or should I say Kathy or Kathryn.
I've changed my name a few times because of traumatic/life changing events.
Thank goodness I'm over that. I'm out of names.
Do I really need a silver incense burner?
My Pottery Barn goodies are so not my style anymore.
Some lucky shopper is going to be LUCKY!
I'm off to the hot tub to soak and chat with Daniel.