sometimesdoyoufeellikeyourmindisjustracinganditwon'tslowdownand
everythingaroundyoufeelscrazyandthehouseisinshamblesandyoujust
don'tknowwheretobeginandallyoureallywanttodoisworkoncraftsbutyou
can'tdecidewhatcrafttostartwiththerearemushroomsforellipecilrollsfor
madeforchinaslippersforoceanthelistgoesonandonandonandyourunoutof
diaperssoyougobacktoclothwhichaddstothepileoflaudryandthegirlshave
dancebutyoucan'tfindtheleotardsorballetslippersandyoustartpickingup
butitbarelymakesadentsoyoujustgositdownatyourcomputerandseephotos
ofmom'swho'shomesareseeminglyspotlesschildrenhappilyreadingbooksor
workingonsomewonderfulcraftandyoufeelalittledisheartenedsoyougotoyour
ownblogwriteitalldowninhopesthecrazyfeelingwilljuststayonthepageandwhen
yougetupeverythingwillsimplyfallbackintoplaceihopeihopeihopeihopeihope...
abbrah kahdabrah. poof!
YES, Sistah! I do! You are not alone. May your wish come true.
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