My mojo is missing. I first noticed, then remembered: oh yes, I will probably be spending my third day in a row, housebound with a sick kid. Science! Person + elephant sitting on their heart = sadness. I will try to proceed more gently, lower the expectations, not feel bad all I want to do is read books and watch TV. Maybe I will even do those things? I also keep thinking: while housebound why not tackle one of those knitting projects I keep threatening to make?
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