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Tough week

Lee left Friday and will come home on Saturday for his annual bike trip.  And this week has been rough.  Weekend was full off fighting kids way more then normal.  Plus it was the kids’ biggest race of the year.  Yesterday wasn’t awful but I burst into tears several times because I was just so overwhelmed.  There is a fundraiser at school an.d every time I turn around something has come up.  Plus carpool and somebody always needs something.  Both kids have races on Thursday.  Friday is the high school homecoming game and I told the boys we could go forgetting Lee wasn’t home.  Older kids don’t want to go.

Saturday I am doing a 10k which I downgraded from the half. Which I am not at all ready for but I am going to do it anyway.

I did some cleaning and the house isn’t a totally mess.  But it is a struggle.  We decided pizza one night on Thursday and other then that we have had a home cooked dinner every night.


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