Lately I have wondered exactly when the crazy days will stop and I will have a chance to breathe. We have been moving stuff from the old house to the new one now for 2 weeks. I have only spent about 2 nights in bed at my place. Getting up at 5 and on the go until 11 is starting to make me feel very old. When the kids were small I thought then that would be the most diffacult time and things would get easier. Boy was I wrong. Between work, the kids, moving, being a chaffaeur
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