our home seems to be in better shape. today is actually the first day that no one spoke of the party on the weekend. yesterday, my neighbour emailed me with an acceptance of my apologies and she was not happy. my teenage self says, "whatevs" but i say, "sorry" ... again.
my hands as of late have not been idle and i think i may be suffering from insomnia.
i can't wait for next weekend ... my adult self is spending some much needed time with the ladies ... in teenage style; a sleep over.
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