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exhausted ...

First day back to work. 

71 min classes where the teachers talk the whole time, times 5 periods, equals a very tired Jeanne.

Jerry is making dinner. Steak, potatoes, asparagus, wine.....

Here is where the evil brain kicks in...He says it's because he knows I was going to be tired but part of my brain thinks there are other reasons. 

I'm not happy that my brain questions his good deeds. That I think he is doing it because of what I call "shady shit."

EMOTIONS are not facts! Stop it, Jeanne! 

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