I had a post planned but then I had a scare and had to check out all of the rooms while holding a knife. No intruders, thank goodness, but now I'm just too tired, in so many ways, to put words together to mean anything. And I would probably end up saying something and not disguising it enough.
Anyway...
Oh man, and talk about freaking out: I was just about to hit "post" when my sister calls to tell me she's been in an accident. If there's anything to make a mentally/physically/emotionally tired person almost freak out it's when you hear, "really bad car accident". She's ok, thank God, but her JCrew jacket ripped:( (And no, it wasn't her fault and she wasn't driving.)
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