Packing up the old house.
Sigh.
Lead paint in the new house.
Sigh.
BFK is leaving for a month.
Big sigh.
I told him to make a cardboard cutout of himself and send that instead.
We'll see.
But for now, I'll just sit on the floor and get in touch with my inner "Frustrated Crazy-Haired Lady"
Can't hold it in forever.
Sometimes a good sigh is a nice way to get things out. But pulling your hair out while yelling also works too.
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