I’m starting this post with a light-hearted photo to break up the tension you’re about to read. Instead of elf on a shelf, I’ve got a snowman on a shelf. Doesn’t rhyme, but it’s adorable. 😊
I got bit by Karma after my post where I complained about complainers. I’ve now become a complainer myself.
Why Lori, after all that complaining you did about complainers, how in the world did you turn into one of them?
I’ve been having a bit of a problem lately. Nothing huge. In fact, it’s quite minor compared to most problems, but it’s so pesky, so annoying . . . that sometimes I want to scream at the top of my lungs.
Lori's Lane 