Guess what I was doing at 3am. Jukin’? As If. Smokin’ up? Sadly, no. Hey! Get your mind outta the gutter! No, I was making a mental inventory of every single solitary piece of work that’s gotta be done on the house before we can move in. Waa.
So, it’s about 7:30 now, and I’m still going strong. Anyone got a cure for insomnia–other than reading everyone else’s opinion on the matter? Maybe this‘ll get my mind off things…
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