As alluded to in the previous two posts, my hubby has returned to work. His finger isn't entirely healed, but he got called for work, and was eager to return to his role as provider. It's been an interesting few months. This was the first time we had ever endured him being out of work because of a strike. He learned all about milk processing and lost part of a finger in the process. I learned all over again how wonderful he is, even if he did keep me from my computer. I'm glad he is back to work doing what he is passionate about. I hope it helps him heal. For the rest of us, it sucks having him gone, as it always does, but it's a sign that life is returning to normal and everything is going to be alright. For me it's going to take a few days to get used to doing everything on my own again. He was doing an amazing job of keeping the house clean, laundry done, getting the mail every day (I always forget), and helping with dinner and the dishes.
Get thee to an independent bookstore.
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