IT'S ALMOST OVER. I might even wake up early tomorrow just so I can change my shirt 85 times - none of them will be white. (It's not just because I'm sick of white, I am also officially out of clean plain white T-shirts.)
So, we made it. We survived. I am thankful. The next challenge is going to be, dare I say, AWESOME. But, mums the word until all day seven posts are up.
One thing I've noticed about challenge weeks is that they make my room a complete and total disaster. It's like someone ate everything I own and vomited violently. Needless to say, it's not a pretty sight.
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