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Friday

I went to the pool this morning, instead of going fetal as I did most of the week. Yay me. Felt better for having done so, and then took a dip in the jacuzzi afterwards.

It's been pouring down rain here most of the day. Poor hubby, he went to my sister's house after work to pick up my nieces so they can spend the night here. Traffic is a bugger tonight. Ashley is getting baptized tomorrow morning, so my sis and the rest of the fam will be coming out for that and to pester me more about selling our house and moving into my father's house.

I feel so overwhelmed about it all. I look around at my house and think about what it would entail to move, and that's when I go fetal. I admit it. I'm a wimp. Total. Unadulterated. Complete wimp.

On a brighter note, I'll be making apple crisp for after the baptism tomorrow. I'd planned to do a mini-brunch type thing but that's hard to do with no money.

Must.....not.......go.......fetal........must.....be.....strong.......

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  1. Anonymous10:38 PM

    Ah hon, I understand the desire to go fetal and just "not exist" for awhile. {{{Pam}}}
    I hope Ashley has a wonderful special day tomorrow!

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  2. give ashley a hug for me.
    your need to go fetal is understandable. you do quite a bit. take care of yourself.
    love
    me

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  3. your neocounter is cool

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  4. Pammy, you go fetal if you want to babe. Your a sweet sweet mommy and wifey, so you're allowed.

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  5. hey that counter is so great! I am here with someone from the US - who are you??
    BTW happy day and apple crisps sounds yummy!

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  6. Thanks Carolyn, I know you understand.

    Anna, I know I need to give myself permission to do it once in a while.

    and the counter is pretty cool, huh?

    Tommy dear, you're sweet. Big kisses hon.

    ziggi, it was probably me. I leave my page up a lot. I tried to save you some apple crisp, but they ate it all!

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