Whew! I had no sooner got off the phone with you when I felt the deluge of being "back". Mom wants shower invite lists and program decisions. Fifty million people seem to have emailed me in my absence, and maybe half that have also left messages on my voicemail. I am packing (again!) because tonight is youth group, tomorrow morning is our meeting with Uncle Mark, and from there Jake and I are going to his potter-friend's studio to pick out a platter or something. Fun, good, necessary all of it. I just did not expect things to pick up so soon. And then, I looked at my planner and see that Gib's bachelorette party is NEXT WEEKEND! Holy mother of god.
On top of that, I can't find my copy of "diary". It's either in a landfill somewhere or in storage in the basement. hmmm.
Well, I am eating a piece of chocolate, that's just all there is to it.
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welcome back?
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