I’m in a bad/good place: I’m about THISCLOSE to flipping out over the state of my house. It’s dirty, disorganized and poorly decorated. This is when shit gets done. Literally, right now the only reaction I have when I see our office or the top of the piano is balling my fists, shaking, and letting out a high-pitched, close-mouthed scream.
Plus, my mother-in-law is staying the night tonight so hopefully Mason and her can get some quality time together while I turn into a whirling dervish of accomplishments. (I’m setting myself up to report back on Monday with something done. Anything.)
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