I'd like to thank the Staples lady for saying to me out of the blue, "Wow are you tired?" on my way out of the store as I wiped the sweat off my brow. She should lock it up. I was having a pretty good day- or so I thought. Relaxed and puttered around, sanitized some bottle parts, did a bunch of laundry, walked around the block aimlessly, walked around Marshall's aimlessly, bought ice cream at the food store, readied the baby room, and cut a pair of jeans to make capri pants on a whim. Tired Staples lady? Yes. Sweaty Staples lady? Yes. She wasn't looking that good either but I didn't see any excuse around her middle. Can't wait to see what happens tomorrow.
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