Winter is making me her snitch. Short days, a little dose of Seasonally Affected Disorder, busy at work, and a lack of give a crap make it easy to fall off the wagon. Can’t let it happen. Just can’t. So, I jumped on the treadmill again. J., the oldest, had swim; I drove and ran. … Continue reading Dread
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