I have a crumb. It was lovingly passed on to me by someone that had grown sick (ha) of said crumb – and decided to find a new home for it.

Consider it safe to say that I am not a fan of this particular crumb – and will overjoyed when it finally decides to go about it’s merry way . . . I am looking at the clock and wondering when that will happen . . .

Did I mention that my toes ache?