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Sorry I lied about blogging over the weekend. I prefer to write my thoughts more than speak them, but I guess even that took a back seat to my laziness or maybe I'm just getting even more private. Or maybe I just text things to my local bff and blow up Mr Smith's phone in that way he loves. He puts it on silent just for me.

But really I've just been keeping my anxiety to myself. But my head is spinning and I'm not sure what coherent thoughts or solutions are being produced, if any; a lot a bit of nothing keeps me up a little later. I've decided my anxiety stems from my inability to be satisfied with my work and move on from self-perceived follies. However, sometimes I notice how Lexi gets anxious and I wonder if it's something I'm doing wrong as a parent. I don't want my anxiety whispering nonsense to her. 

This week is supposed to be gloomy nonstop. There is a chance of rain at any given moment. I think that's awful. But in reality, it's cooler and therefore tolerable to even venture outside. It just ruined a fun photoshoot I had planned with a couple of my Laurels to begin advertising for Senior portraits. I'll be in FL all next week for a wedding and some play. I'll be excited once I get there. Although my childhood home is basically empty and a few friends decided to ditch town. I think Lexi will enjoy a week with the grandparents, friends who might as well be aunts, and the rest of my family who have hardly seen her but love her. And then there is the beach; I'm excited I finally get to lay out in the sun since I swear even the wooded poor take a beach vacation. Although I doubt I'll have any opportunity to sit still with Lexi. I dare you to put a cat in a box.


Also, we are now officially a one nap woman. 




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