David's home from his retreat - a weekend that seemed to really be memorable and fulfilling for him - and as much as I missed him, I'm so glad he had the experiences he did.
Life begins back to normal tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'll return to being a domestic goddess if it kills me. I'll embrace dryer lint and CLEAN ALL THE BATHROOM and cook and work out again and and and and.
If I could trade my part-time housewife job for a full-time gig, I'd be veryvery okay with that.
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