I could not get comfortable last night. My pillows were too fluffy. My pillows were too flat. My pillows were too hard. My pillows were too soft. And on and on it went. No surprise then when I woke with a raging headache. Out went the plans of today being a productive day of continued deep cleaning, scrubbing, and organizing. Instead, it became a day of phone calls to the QuickBooks hotline, fighting with insurance people as to why I can't get Bree's glasses fixed (after she accidently stomped on them while fleeing from a spider in her bed), and reading. Coffee and reading. Lots and lots of reading.
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