March Photo A Day. Fork.

 

It’s 9:46pm and I’m eating trail mix for dinner. With a baby fork (spork, really). Okay, I’m not actually eating the trail mix with the fork. I stabbed a few raisins with it.

It’s been a day. Sick baby. Poop everywhere. Lights burning out. Husband working late, naturally. And I have to work tomorrow. And it’s daylight savings so I’m simultaneously exhausted and wired.

Time to write a gratitude list. Or eat trail mix until I pass out.

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