Do you relive the same day again and again?
Morning after morning, we awake and scoot to the nearest box store to retrieve paint for our latest house project.
There, Andy saddles up on his mower of choice.
Afternoon after afternoon, Andy and I return home, so he can stealthily hide from me.
Sometimes he even eats lunch under his chosen canopy to maintain anonymity. 👀👀👀
Evening after evening, I resume my position as third wheel.
Let this be our little secret, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
And as I grow older, I’m learning these groundhog days are the days.