Friday, February 10, 2012

Dinner at 6...

Dinner at 6...For the longest time when my husband came home i dreaded diner time. I was always tired, dinner was often poorly made ,had to turn the lights off and use candles and then the table.
I hated sitting at the table because everything about it was disconcerting for me. I felt dizzy at the table , waiting for the table to flip me over, to crash to the floor, to feel dizzy. There was something about that table.
So, often we ate on the couch!

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