13,202 Days Alive
Despite the unexpected pleasure of decent traffic, may I remind those that read this that I despise driving cross-country?
I love my family. Without question I enjoy Mal, Bubbles, Toddler Bubbles, and Little B and the time we get together. But man are they a haul to go see. It’s a two hour and eleven minute drive.
When I get to see them, I hope to be able to play with Toddler Bubbles and Little Bee. Maybe spend some time with Bubbles, separately, coz I like building a relationship with her. There is a taco place they told me about that I hope that we can visit while I’m here. I can’t remember the name of it.
Mentally, I’m still fighting with the gremlins. I’m okay. I am. But I have something sitting heavily on my heart. So I’m super anxious about that.
Anyway, I’m off to crochet.
Take your meds, folks.
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