You know about ugly cries right? Some folks call it snot crying. When Jake left Tuesday, I ugly cried.
Since then I have been feverishly working on our house.
You probably can't tell I've done that much. I've only filled 10 boxes with unessential kitchen items! And you probably really can't tell. I'm a weebit discrouraged.
Psalm 61:2 From the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety,
The boys have been busier than usual, I will so post about their shenanigance.
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