The girls went to Haley's today -- on a personal note, it's been hard to leave them somewhere most days. I miss them! But there's no way I can get anything done at the house if they're there, especially with Gwyneth being so fond of paper products and wood chips. She would be enjoying quite a feast...
Anyway, I made a couple of phone calls, and promptly decided to go back to bed. I had reached the end of my rope. Body aching, brain exhausted, baby going crazy. Yes, Sleep, I need you. I slept until 2pm today, when the ONG man called to meet me at the house.
He was full of good news -- the furnace doesn't come on, the thermostat for the upstairs furnace is downstairs in the dining room, and "I wouldn't pay a nickel for that Essex Valve." -- as if I'm supposed to know what that is. But since he's "been doing this for 37 years," I took notes and passed them along to my more-knowledgeable husband, who was thoroughly under-impressed. :-)
After Ryan and Haley brought the girls home and James got home, our little family spent the evening at home. together. playing. vegging out in front of the TV. giggling. squealing. wrestling. Much-needed downtime. Good for all. Now back to work tomorrow...
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