Do you feel like a ship? Well, that is the way of the Randall household from Thanksgiving til New Years. I will now throw myself (and my family) a one sentence pity party.
It is 8:30p, baby H has been tucked in by me, we stopped by Jon's work for a 2 minute visit because they haven't seen each other properly in 3 days, the meatloaf and potatoes that I made are cold and Jon has yet to start cycling home after leaving here at 5am.
Whew. Done. All that being said I might have reason to be sad. However, I will try to stay positive and just keep swimming. Sometimes you have to do what you have to do. And this is just one of those times. Now I will fill my head with cheesy metaphors, go reheat the potatoes and get myself into pajamas.
Keep your head up!
Keep on Truckin'
Make hay while the sun shines (I got that one from Laura Ingalls :))
Don't sweat the small things (could this be counted as a small thing?)
Don't cry over spilt milk (or cold dinners)
Pull yourself up by the botstraps
etc.
etc.
etc.
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