sometimes I can't even come up with what it is I did during the day--though I did stuff all day. it seems like the "normal" doesn't really constitute "something" and so then, I've done nothing. but I guess we're fed, and dressed, and the house is usually (sorta) picked up. and then there are the two hours that you spent at the allergist getting a flu shot because your little one is allergic to eggs--and you'd rather not remember that anyway...
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