I'm too frickin' busy to enjoy anything it seems. I'm always rushing to get to something. N (3.75) has started asking me, "Are we late again Mommy?" I like to be busy, but I feel like life is rushing by and I'm not getting to enjoy any of it. Parts of many days are no fun. Parts of many days are fun, so I shouldn't complain. Part of enjoying it for me is to create web pages and think about it, and I haven't had a chance to do that for a while now. Soon I hope. Another hope... Someday I hope that I can go to the bathroom at regular intervals all by myself.
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