I’m back from practice (4/6 of the choir participated) and having lunch. Next we’ll go to the library. DP is braving the Walmart with Sally.
I’m almost in tears again. Lots of factors involved in that, but I can say, without a doubt, that the last eight days have been the most messed up since Jack Snow ate the walnuts off my birthday cake when I was eight years old.
I’m not sure what the next birthday will bring, but it HAS to be better than this one.
Which is way better than 2/3.
Which wouldn't be a choir, it would be a duet...