the final seven days.
normally a frantic rush to get everything just right - or as right as it can be - for the holidays. went out shopping yesterday - twas a bust. played dad at home with the walker girls while i tackled laundry. after dinner went out with the wife to knock a few more things off the list. asked a straight forward question, got the answer i was dreading/expecting and then watched the plans for the last seven days get a lot more interesting/sobering/etc.
so it's off to the Masonic Lodge this morning for Breakfast with some guy and his sack. the final shopping occurs in the early afternoon and then cleaning and marking time until the big day arrives.
i love my life, i love my family.
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