I'm down to 28 emails in my inbox. I have been busting my butt all morning to get this far. I see light at the end of this tunnel and I haven't for weeks. The oldest email in my box is dated April 14th. When these are caught up, then I have to head to a list of projects that I don't want to do.
But for now it's the grocery store, and the courthouse to file paperwork, and then pick up Salinda from Juvenile Work Crew. Surprisingly, she is usually in a good mood after she finishes that experience. Go figure. And, if she can be pleasant on her way to therapy, that will be three weeks in a row. Dare I hope for that?
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