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I've got that foggy,weird distorted feeling I used to get when young and working on weekends with my mom in the Abby kitchen. I try my best never to exhaust myself to this stage, but here I am. I used to cry, I would get so exhausted I could nothing else.
I sent the last gift box out this morning - but funny, funny - when I went to dry the wash later, I found 3 scarves that I had totally forgotten about. Oh, well - Maybe that is why Leon's brother's wife's gifts seemed a little skimpy this year? I also have a store bought shawl that should go to someone, I just don't know who -- Me?
I try for evenness and coverage of all ... but sometimes I just muck up, if only a little. I promise to perk up later, really I do!
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