Little Boxes, Little Victories

Came home from work to find Christmas boxes in the big room.  (And the Goob is still speaking to me.)

And now there is an empty spot where the tree has been for almost a month.

What used to be there?

This week in the newspaper there was an ad placed by the 'meanest mom in Wyoming' who was selling her 16 yr old son's truck because he had been picked up for underage drinking.  I pointed it out to the Goob, so he would know I am not the meanest mom in Wyoming.  Pretty sure he just thought I am worse than that--he doesn't even have a truck.