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My son just shared with me through tears that he's "worried Santa was going to leave little rocks in his stocking."
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Feeling one of those pounding headaches coming on.
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@pixeldiva: So jealous! Really. Personal Projects? Haven't been able to concentrate on one in over 6 months. Sigh.
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Trying to decide if I should get MORE caffeine this morning or just try to ride out this exhaustion.
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@GrandCentralPub: If I could raise my hand high and yell "Me, me me!" I would. But that would require I shrug the said stupor.
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When did it all of a sudden become 1am?!? I am so totally going to 'pay' for the late night tomorrow..
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Checking email after 5 days away. It's mystifying and a bit strange at the same time. The world really does go on with or without me.
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Listening to my daughter try a new word. Sadly it looks like SpongeBob number 12 or so.
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On the way to the school free donut breakfast this morning my son shared, "I can smell the coffee. It's smells SO great!" I'm so proud.
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Juggling a whiny baby and leading a conference call. Wanna trade your day?
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21 freaking degrees outside. Brrr! Then again, this is only the start of winter in the Midwest.
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@doni-wilson: You better tell me about it Tuesday! Must see her live someday.
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Wishing I had a decent picture to replace my avatar. Seems I'm behind the trend of using a 'real' headshot.
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Finding it hard to get motivated for the routine weekend housecleaning. Maybe, I'll indulge in more television.
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Wishing I could let my daughter remain asleep. But, unfortunately, I must pick up her brother.
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Off to see the wizard... Okay, just work. But it is a bit like magic tricks and deception.
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Lying awake. Seriously, is there help for this? My day is supposed to start in 3 hours or so.
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Reaching my limit of sickly children today. Too bad I still have a couple hours to go until relief arrives.
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Staying home with a sick child today. And it's an icky sick (stomach flu).
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Talking shop at the office. And then lunch. And then more shop. And then hopefully a quick ride home from the city.
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