the 31st year.
Parent a sweet little boy. Love & annoy the shit out of a husband. Drug my anxiety. Work for a living. Swear like a sailor. Dream for days on end.
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Hubs was supposed to bring a donut & coffee to me at work since I’ve been up since 3 am and IT’S ALL HIS FAULT. He promised a donut & coffee three and a half hours ago. If he’s not here within the next 20 minutes, it’s D-I-V-O-R-C-E.
I promise I have adorable pictures of Mac in NY & CT to post in addition to all my fucking tired/donut/coffee whining. I’ll get around to it. I swear.
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