After call start laundry (which I should really do now…), get in shower and prep for winery blogging appt.
Talking self out of stress, anxiety… today is beautiful, and new. It’s a book begging me to write it. The day needs me I tell myself, and the sentence is sincere as I am convinced of it. The day needs Mike Madigan’s words. The new character.
Miss the kids already. I hate this split custody shit.
Head down, into the day, with LOVE.