I am tired. I want to go to sleep and DH left me home to be productive. He's running errands. My productivity is slipping away.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I am tired. I want to go to sleep and DH left me home to be productive. He's running errands. My productivity is slipping away.
Hey, don't feel bad. It's an hour 'earlier' where I am and I just want to get into bed, read awhile then go to sleep. I think I might be fighting something...
Poor hubby! He was cracking the eggs for the pork fried rice he requested for his birthday meal and there was a fetus inside one of the eggs. He was thoroughly grossed out.