I wonder if Margaret feels slighted or concerned in any way that
(a) I didn't mention yet on my blog that she rescued me from a terrible mood on Wednesday by agreeing to meet me with the kids at an indoor playground for a couple of hours and that I feel much better now, and
(b) when I finally got around to blogging, sauerkraut got higher billing than she did?
Such is life in the Bearing Blog Hierarchy of Attention.
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Mark was to get back that afternoon from a business trip in Italy that had turned into an eight-day-long business trip. I have gotten pretty good at weathering business trips without ordering pizza every night, but EIGHT NIGHTS is taxing. I really appreciated having somewhere to go for a little while in the afternoon that last day. This is where people who know me in real life have to be careful: if you offer "Call me if you need anything or just need to talk!" I will take you up on it.
Between breaks like that, and spending a couple of nights over at Hannah's here and there (thank you Hannah), I stayed sane. Contact with other adults is crucial for me, it really is.
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