Good gosh, I am losing my mind. Did I tell you about putting my cell phone through the wash? Just a few weeks back. Well, last night, I did it again. I had popcorn on my clothes so I decided to toss them in with some rags and, dag nabit, I didn't take my phone out of my pocket. It was the same thing last time--I took off what I was wearing and threw it right in the wash. Last time, I thought phone insurance was a dumb idea, but this time it seems genius.
I posted this story because I thought it would give you all a good chuckle and I love a good chuckle, but for me, it is scary to realize that between the pregnancy and all the stuff we have going on, my brain is falling apart. I don't mean to make light of Alzheimer's, but I bet it feels like this in the beginning.
I dropped Beulah off this morning. She fought us so hard against getting in and out of the van, I look forward to her being a little drugged tonight. I have never seem her that aggressive.
Today, I am planning on filling out the little report sheets I have to send in to my accountability group to comply with the South Carolina homeschool law. At this time of year I normally have all my books for next year. I am still dorking around trying to figure out what to use for Alec's English next year and have purchased nothing for the other kids.
It is hard being me right now.
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