All I want to do is slide down into the tub, soak for a while, and then go to bed. I sure know how to have fun, don't I?
But in my own defense: in the last four days I've gone out three times. That translates into a lot of Christmas cheer, but not a lot of sleep.
I've also taken my home apart, moving everything to make things easier for the workmen who installed my new windows. Why is it that putting everything back together is harder than taking it apart?
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