Monday, February 8, 2016

February 8th

It's February 8th. Our neighbor just took their Christmas lights down this morning, Everett has been home sick for an entire week, Jake is home sick now too, we have 4 unfinished projects going on around the house, my lips have been chapped for at least 46 days, Jake is leaving on a snow campout this weekend with the scouts (that he doesn't want to go on), I'm 25 weeks pregnant and just wish to be done already, our grass is brown, the market is down, I haven't slept through the night since early December, and "MOM!" gets yelled 3,858 times each day.


It's February 8th and the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and my front door is wide open. It's going to be ok. I think. 

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