It’s Thanksgiving weekend, also known in my family as ‘let’s do all the puzzles until we can’t see straight anymore.’
There’s nothing like the feeling of finding that final edge piece. Amirite? Can I get a whatwhat? Is there an echo in here? I don’t know what’s happening anymore but I totally thought this was the last day of the month, and therefore the last day of NaBloPoMo, but NO! – there is one more. Longest month ever.
Whatwhat! Love me some jigsaw puzzles. Wait, why is there no cat sprawled in the middle of yours, knocking pieces on the floor and ripping the edges apart? You’re doing it wrong!