Some Tuesdays seem like they should be Fridays, because you're already tired, and it's only TuesdaySome Tuesdays seem like they should be Mondays, because you don't know what happened to Monday anyway, and it's already Tuesday.
I'm not sure which of those is my Tuesday for today. I made it to butt camp, I registered for a half-marathon training program, and I got the laundry done. The front lawn is no longer a barren wasteland, as the new sod has been put down.
On to Wednesday ...
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Today's blessings: Butt camp outside; new sod; Steve, Barry, and Buddy's home tour; Molly's visit
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