Nothing like getting up at 7:15 a.m. because an 8-year old is rushing into your room, yelling that it’s 7:15. 7:15!!…the clock was set for 6. I never heard anything. No alarm, no husband taking a shower, no hair dryer. I guess that’s what I get for staying up until 2 a.m. finishing a book. (Pride and Prejudice, if you must know. More on it later.)


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