Addendum/Disclaimer

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Allow me to give you a better sense of perspective re: my life and the post below. For all of the calm and "yay, things are getting back on track!"-ness that the post exudes, please note that almost the minute after I closed up my laptop, the morning went to shit, the kids did everything in their power to buck our system for getting out of the house on time, and I had a major meltdown.

I'm now really stressed out and panicky because I have only one real day to myself left in this spring break, and I'm spending it driving cars back and forth to the garage for inspection. Yay.

Blurg.

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sarah kain gutowski said…
Every time something bad happens this semester, I feel like it's payback for the sabbatical. Like somehow I didn't deserve such a long period of productivity and self-indulgence, and now I have to pay the universe for what I more or less stole. (Hi! I'm cheerful!)
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