seven more days…


My daughter woke up this morning, went straight to the calendar, and announced that we had just 7 days until vacation. She’s heading off to Disney World with her grandparents for their annual “let’s go have a look at Mickey’s Christmas decorations” trip, while I stay behind to feed the cats. At first glance, this sounds unfair, but I actually really enjoy the time they are gone! My benefits include a jacuzzi, a fully stocked fridge, and the freedom to watch movies that do not feature talking animals.

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