I've recently discovered that there's something insanely satisfying about using a swear word as your corporate password.
I've been printing out itineraries and making lists. We're getting close...
But, of course, I've also been figuring out accommodations in Madison for State Wrestling. Ahh, this is craziness.
I've also been writing my bio for the Arthritis Foundation. It's been really, really hard. I don't want to whine, but don't want to minimize the impact it has on my life and the life of my family.
C-man's first words to me this morning were, "It's not my birthday anymore." Ah, the hardships of having a Monday birthday.
I'm vacillating between wanting it to be Friday and for the week to go really slowly.
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