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So very sore. Yesterday, I cleaned the rugs in the living room and in Will's room (three total) and the super-big living room sectional, moved a boatload of stuff over to my mom's house, painted 2/3 of my kitchen, cooked a pot roast, and then recostructed the kitchen, which was in complete disarray and covered in an inch of dust from the pre-paint sanding.
I am tired.
But my kitchen looks great. It will look even better by Sunday, when (hopefully) all the painting will be finished. Gotta give those 32 people something to talk about.
I'm typing this entry while wearing my new glasses. Life is good. They have two arms, which instantly makes them an improvement over my old glasses, never mind the absence of scratches, improved prescription, and sassy new look.
Yep. I'm a sassy glasses girl. Who is very, very sore and tired.
And now I'm gonna go kiss my baby and put us all to bed. Happy (and sore and tired).
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