6. Happens everyday
At the Munt house, we make the bed every day. I always had to as a kid and the habit has stuck in adulthood. There’s just something so satisfying about crawling into a nicely made bed every night.
7. Upside down
Mr. Phish had Friday off, and he was kind enough to do some of the dishes. I say some, because Mr. Phish never does all the dishes. He washes about 90% and leaves the grodiest 10% for me. I try to just be grateful for the 90%.
I’ve had very few cravings in the last 6 months, but lately, I can’t seem to get enough Hawaiian Fruit Punch. I’m sure it’s awful for you and full of all kinds of gross things, but I am downing this stuff at an alarming pace.