January is a terrible month in our home. It's a month of stress. So much stress that it makes me want to hurl by hulking out on someone. January is full of 65 hour weeks for myself at work, is full of organizing for tax season (I normally start creating a pile after I stop filing in mid-April, is when we start planning for birthday parties for the older 3, and this year, is when we are planning on buying a new motor vehicle.
(if you could see all the typos I've made before proofing at this point, you would close the window and never return.)
Odin was due in January, but came in December...that's how terrible January's are for us.
So we haven't had much to say and I apologize to my 4 (really 3 followers, because someone followed 2x) that I haven't been entertaining. There are 7 business days left in January, February has a fighting chance of my finding some humor in the world.
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