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My Life Thus Far
The Death Of Me
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My chest feels like lead. I don't know what to do about
it, but it hurts. I'm not sure if I should worry or not.
It's definitely not heartburn. I know what that feels like
and this isn't it. I don't know. If it's still there in
the morning, I'll call my doctor and ask about it. I'm
sure he'll tell me it's nothing.
At this point, I don't know if I should be proud of myself
or not. I've got the last load of laundry in the washer
right now, but I've yet to put any of it away. It's piled
up on my bed, in laundry baskets, etc. So, I haven't
actually done much. I didn't get around to the kitchen
mopping, either. I went downstairs to check the laundry
and I'd accidentally left the liquid detergent on top of
the washer. The spin cycle shimmied it off and it exploded
all over the floor and walls. All 96 loads of it. So, I
turned the corner into the laundry room and was greeted by
a sea of thick blue liquid. I wasn't about to mop after
having to clean that up. Pregnancy brain will be the death
of me yet. I forget the most obvious things!
I'm not sure what I want to do. Shove the laundry on the
floor and go to bed, or spend the next 2 hours sorting,
folding and hanging. I'm just really not feeling good.
Hmmm... Decisions, decisions. Ciao.
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