Through my tears of exhaustion and overwhelmedness this morning, amid the claustrophobic clutter or my new life, my beautiful and exceptionally understanding "this is why I didn't want to move onto the boat early" husband, reminded me of the good stuff. He reminded me of what adventures were instore for Family Robinson. He pointed out how happy and excited the kids are, (Dizzy has a way to go), and he also reminded me that I was going to the pub with my girlfriends tomorrow night.
Thank God.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
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