At least this kind of weekend can. Dax had his last two wisdom teeth removed on Friday. I had a car wreck on Saturday. I'm trying to gather all the needed paperwork for the house closing (finally! hopefully.) And then Dax and I fought for the rest of the weekend and it looks like it will get worse before getting better. Last night, after one of the worst days I've had in a really long time, I had a few beers with my sister. No sticker on my calendar today.
The one bright moment in a string of really bad days is that in two weeks, I have lost 8 lbs.
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Sending well wishes your way!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the eight pounds! :)
Thanks! The upside to the car wreck is I'm driving a Volvo this week. I love it, and now I want a new car.
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