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This Morning
Last night I had the pleasure of singing Amy to sleep. Granted, I was singing Kenny Roger's "The Gambler" and somehow that seemed wrong so I finished up with Jimmy Buffett's "Jolly Mon" which has a bit of wrongness too but then again so does every nursery rhyme we ever learned.
One of Amy's toys started playing itself at 2am. I got her settled (she never really woke) and killed the toy. Debated staying up but my anxiety was way too high so I returned to bed to try to calm. Rose at 7am ready to take on the day!
Strategy: Use my left ear to solicit immediate income; Use my right ear to solicit stability.
As long as I can keep up two phone calls at a time all day long I might just be able to save our butts. At the same I need a clone to go to UT and get my transcripts and stop off at the Plasma Alliance to give some bloodily fluids in exchange for cash.
Amy gets so offended when her brothers lock her out of their rooms. She just knocked (louder than Noah would knock) on Tommy's door and said, "Toumme" then whimpered when he wouldn't answer. So cute and so sad at the same time.
