I felt like garbage yesterday, much like I do right now. My husband would never tell me if he also felt like garbage, so let's assume he didn't. Either way, he did all the meal preparation and cleanup, all the entertaining, all the fight moderating, all the kid-bathing and bedtime. He was basically a single parent with a guest leaving dirty tissues around. And he nailed it. I'm grateful to have gotten sick on a weekend, when I had a reliable backup to call in. I mean, even when I'm not sick, he does all the things on the weekends, but he did them with literally no help from me, and without complaint. Someone start a file for sainthood.
Hey! I'm still here! I haven't given up on ye olde blog just yet, but I haven't had much to write about. I've been spending most of my time reading, mothering, household-running, reading, watching Instagram stories, and house hunting. Whew. Summer is flying by at breakneck speeds and I can barely keep up. I've read more books already than I did last year, which I think is saying a lot because I read more books last year than any year since I became a mother. I didn't set a number goal, but I did list out 10 or 15 that I wanted to get to. I've finished most, including the Harry Potters, but not all. It's a good reading year! Right now I'm reading one by a woman who gave up the Internet for a year. Insert scared emoji face. House hunting will likely be a whole separate post...someday. I have a few other posts in the rusty old brain, so we'll see if they come to fruition. I just didn't want you to forget about me!
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