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Well Meaning Advice...

I got three pieces of advice today at the doctor and I will probably only follow one of them.

1) Don't go to your parents' cabin
2) Don't allow Lee to go on his bike trip
3) Take it easy. 

Clear my body did not do well working the 17 days straight.  The doctor wants to run more tests in a few weeks.  I am not worried about it although it could be a big deal.  After that appointment today we did lots of running around.  To the temple, Costco, Fred Meyer. 

I have to pack the kids for Utah and I need to pack myself.  Plus Lee has something on Thursday and I need to be supportive of that.  I need to get the house clean because we have company coming (sort of) on Sunday.

I am trying to catch up on laundry Lee and the kids came up with a laundry system which so far is working out great.  Less work for Lee and I and more responsibility for the kids.   I think the baby's laundry will fit nicely into the system.  We just need to get another laundry basket.  Or I guess he could just share Jake's for a while.


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