There are times when I hate Sundays. They represent the end of the weekend, the start of the work week, and the store is always filled with people after church (which just irritates the crap out of me). Today on the other hand, has been pretty fantastic. Methow is doing infinitely better. Her stomach isn't bothering her and her eye looks great. My Christmas cactus is blooming - which just puts me in the spirit of wanting holiday cookies. And I'm relaxing in a clean house. Could there be anything better??
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