My son is sick, OFFICALLY.
Sometimes I dare to ask why.
I have to call my bank this morning.
Sometimes I dare to ask why.
I have to pack three footlockers today
and mail them home.
Sometimes I dare to ask why.
I have got so much to do and am so un-motivated.
Sometimes I dare to ask why.....
See future blog for answers. HaHa!
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