Mac Truck

I feel like a mac truck ran over me sometime around 11am. And it is only 1:30 in the afternoon. Round up of the first day to follow, perhaps after the kids go to bed, or perhaps once my head stops spinning from the frantic effort of trying to ramp up to a normal schedule after a summer of doing nothing.

I’ll get used to this, right? RIGHT?

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