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If You Want to Kiss the Sky

So. Laundry, piled up in various stages around the house, so much so that I joked to my friend that SK was going to have to wear pajamas to school tomorrow because it was the only clean outfit she had. A daughter who won’t share with her sister, to the extent of shouting “Mine!” across a playground, to my absolute mortification. A grocery bill that was a little too high for your average family of four (c’mon, though, I shop at Wegman’s.  Is that really surprising?). Stepping into cat vomit, in bare feet.  Twice. A woman at our local farm market’s play area, who made fun of me for forgetting my child’s water cup, even though her own son just took a nosedive off of a haystack and came to me, crying, after he split his nose. Not having time to dry my hair. The pile of lumber currently residing on my family room rug, where David is in the end stages of fireplace mantle creation. The minor anxiety that is caused by timing a trip to the grocery store (yep, that one) after Quinn’s MyGym…