We drove home this afternoon from our long weekend trip to Edenton (to stay at “Mama’s birfday house,” as was dubbed by my 4-year-old — so charming!) and per usual after a trip with kids, I am beyond drained. My drainage is drained. My drainage is so drained, I don’t even HAVE sinuses anymore. My nasal passages have left the premises but left behind my dumb deviated septum, because that’s the kind of weekend we had.
I didn’t write anything ahead of time and none of the things I have drafted are ready to post, so I figured I’d take the chance - nay, opportunity! to give this assignment to you and to me.
Let’s all take a deep breath! I need a day full of deep breaths and nothing else, and I won’t get one of those for a long time, so I’m going to take what I can get and that is some deep breaths and maybe some therapeutic house cleaning (eye roll) while baby is napping tomorrow (or, today, as you read this). Really hoping tomorrow isn’t one of those days where he doesn’t nap because that …
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