I thought I could actually have a day of nothing to do but relax.

Nope.

I spent the day running up and down two flights of stairs doing laundry-mine (which I will continue to do tomorrow-his.)

I do ours separately because his clothes wouldn’t go over big with him smelling like my patchouli laundry soap.

Between trips Lucy wanted extreme attention. Seems she thinks she’s being neglected when I have to be out of her sight for any length of time.

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