Last night, I set my clock to put dinner leftovers in the oven so they'd be warm for Mark when he got home @11:30. It was chicken and risotto. Oh my! I thought it was bad when I dished it up for Anna! Several hours later I was all the more hungry. It was brutal! This morning is likewise not fun with their sausage scents wafting into the bedroom while I type.
Two weeks. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can....
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