Last month I was given a tablecloth for my son’s graduation display table. I brought it home and laid it on my dresser.
Then…so I wouldn’t spill something on it or get it dirty before the big day, I put it in a “safe place.”
Yeah, you know what happened next.
Last week I was looking for it, and for the love of Mike, I could not find that tablecloth. A smal…
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