Home again
We spent the last week at the farm. I wish I could say it was relaxing, or healing, or something. It wasn't. But, for now and for the next week, Miss M is here, so I'm not squandering any more time with her pouting, crying, screeching, or otherwise feeling sorry for myself. I want to Ice Skate, see the Titanic stuff, and teach her to do laundry. Then I'll worry? Who knows? But we're home again. I missed it.
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I hope you have a wonderful time with her.
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