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Here we go again!
are somewhat challenged, I've found, when hurling through the air at the velocity required to travel from one end of my livingroom to the other in an effort to quell the rising rage which was predominantly the consequence of forgetting to take my medications the evening prior, and witnessing a weekend of difficult child-generated slop and general mess and mayhem from one end of my house to the other with no soul in sight to take responsibility nor ownership nor initiative to help in calming the resulting chaos. Because they were all outside having too much fun to be bothered, and difficult child 2 couldn't find his uniform shorts for his game we needed to leave for in 10 minutes.
Ahhh, but I'm much better now. Three cheers for the pharmacist!
Ahhh, but I'm much better now. Three cheers for the pharmacist!