Dear Self....
Earlier this morning you thought:
Hey! You should clean the yard up! It will make it easier to spread the tick repellent.
Then you thought:
Wow that was a lot harder than I thought it would be. It took longer too. I'm tired. Hey! You should go clean your car! And while your at it-you should wash it too.
Your next winning thought was:
Yes, I can take just this one work call on vacation. MISTAKE.
After that you thought:
Yeah, sure I can take the wind knots out of your horse's mane Dad.
Then:
Crap! You need to shower! Your sister is bringing the kids 45 minutes earlier than planned.
Next:
This easter egg hunt should be fun with one SS11 on the spectrum, a rambunctious 8 year old nephew, your 6 year old niece and then BD2 who is terrified of the Easter Bunny for sh*ts and giggles along with 60 other small children.
Finally:
Oh, SO is visiting SD6, well I'll just feed the kids I've got after we play outside and watch a movie.
Dear Self:
STFU and go to bed.
Sincerely,
You After You
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