Counting Down / Blaaargh.

Ever get deep into composing a post, leave it to deal with life, come back later and find that…you failed to save? All gone. The curious details of my long, trying day vanished. Maybe the world is trying to tell me not to moan and groan so much when I’m so blessed in the grand scheme of things.

I barely even remember the day I started this post now. I know it was bad, and long, but we both survived another shift while dad was gone. The countdown was the amount of time left until bath and bed time. It just couldn’t get here fast enough on Saturday. Not every day is puppy dogs, rainbows and gumdrops. C’est la vie.


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