A normal question for a Monday. Mine was probably the worst weekend of my life. And I don't have the one person who would comfort me in my life now. It fucking sucks.
I have only teared up once today so far. I'm trying to compartmentalize it so I can function.
I hope the visit with Erica will cheer up Nutmeg. 😞
It's looking like eggs for dinner tonight. I don't really feel like fish again and I need to look in the fridge and inventory it all.
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