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Today was a great day with Libbie. She slept until 8:30, took a two-hour nap, and was generally very happy. We went out to lunch, perused Hobby Lobby, and came home and played outside. I made applesauce and dinner. This house, which I’ve been very prejudiced against, was just starting to grow on me.
Then I realized our toilet had been running for a few hours.
Mr. V has been battling a screw that would not come out on our dryer so he could change the cord and ending up having to half-saw it out.
Dinner was a flop.
Applesauce was too cinnamony.
The light in the living room went completely out.
And what I was promised to be given to work on has materialized in an entirely different and very frustrating matter. On Friday afternoon, of course!
So lest you’ve made the mistake of thinking I’m some sort of sane, normal person, tonight I came very close to throwing myself on the floor and having a temper tantrum.