Day 563
It was a long day. It was a loud day. It was a day filled with lots of crying. Even at the grocery store. And when a kindly older gentleman and his wife tried to make my crying daughter laugh, they were met with more crying. Even louder than before crying. There is a pile of laundry on the floor of my bedroom the size of Mt. Everest. And I don't even care. I don't care because it's bedtime. And tonight's bedtime was the sweetest time of this day. Thankful for fresh, clean sheets. Thankful for sleeping children. Thankful I can rest my eyes and my brain now.
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