I guess it's not any different than any other morning. Just more of the same. Em would NOT stop talking. And PJ would NOT stop crying. He threw a fit for 20 minutes because I wouldn't give him any pop for breakfast. *sigh*
The foot is doing OK...I guess. The pain has diminished and the swelling is down, but it's still too tender to walk on properly. I hope that that next time I see my doc I get an "I'm sorry." or something.
And, so begins another work week. The only thing I have to look forward to is Project Earth, which I can't tell anyone I'm attending or else be lashed and disowned. :(
Still no word about Mike's job either.
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