November 11, 2013
We survived. Barely.
Seth is back after a four-day trip away. I am swooning on the fainting couch, hand dramatically on my forehead, being a martyr, and expecting big things this week in recompense.
One one of these things is true.
(I'm glad to have him back. I kinda like him.)
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