IMG_9360Sunday. Sabbath.

The fact that church starts late is a perk. Having time to laze around, drinking pero, working on primary stuff while Jon does homework and Edyn doodles is what morning dreams are made of.

While the day started off just like a Sunday should, it went forward with an unwelcome and unanticipated sense of gloom.

I know it’s in part the medication (clomid- ya know… for the baby making?) and I know in part it’s just my depression peeking its head through the door letting me know it hasn’t gone home yet.

And that’s ok. We’re working on it.

Now I’m gon’ go dye my hair and go to BED.


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