That was yesterday. Today, the kitchen is scary clean I am out of oomph for bathrooms so defiantly gross they will remain. It is the usual cycle, just I move ever more quickly through it (learned efficiency). I can do the whole shmole lickity split. I am at let the kids crack me up self help reading in bed for hours (shut-in instincts, full tilt) resolving to do more yoga again (but not today) drinking some wine midafternoon while cooking for an army pointlessly (briskets and brownies - "aroma therapy") and blablablogging. Best moment of the day (so far): Ears couldn't find the microwave. I reorganized the kitchen and moved it next to the stove. The sounds of quiet confused standing after stirring his hot cocoa and then not knowing how to proceed.

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