Confessions of a Wife #27

I stumble over the shoes in the hallway, the bag in the living room entryway and the coat halfway on the couch. Breadcrumbs that ultimately lead to where he’s planted himself when he got home. 

I wonder if he knows that the next time it happens I’m going to throw them all over the balcony…

 

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