This morning I am . . . .

listening to the radio

glad that I got Brody to go back to sleep

wishing T would stop throwing his toys at me

smelling our febreze air fresher

feeling guilty about cutting that man off Friday night

dreading all these pictures I have to go through and edit. 2 huge sessions!

tasting that slim fast I drank a hour ago. that taste sticks with you.

wondering what I am going to do for T's birthday?!

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