OH What a Beautiful Morning

Yeah, so not how I feel about the morning. It’s not a . It’s not a . It’s a day.

Hell, it’s not even morning. It’s after 1pm (or will be once I finish publishing this post).

Sometime today, I have to work on a . I didn’t take into account how hard it would be to do so with my husband . This was his first official . Oh, yes, I love it. I also hate it. You know how it is. You get used to only seeing them on certain days. Then they’re off, and it throws you for a loop, Laughing out loud. That’s where I’m at right now. Thrown for a loop.

Don’t get me wrong. I love having him home. The are a bit better behaved, and I have back-up for telling them to get things done. Like, today, rooms are getting cleaned. Oh finally! It’s nice.

But it’s weird.



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