Listen, there are just times when it's, say, the middle of November and it's just a regular old Thursday afternoon and you just get an urge to dress up like a turtle. I don't know what else to say.
And then, what makes it even more fun, is when the floor needs cleaned the same day you dressed like a turtle and you just become a human broom.
And later that night, Mae found this bin of her old clothes that was going back to storage and proceeded to take out every piece of clothes, item by item.
Needless to say, she thought that was quite entertaining.
And in all that mess I found myself a nice hat to cap the day off.
