It's Thursday night. Day 35 of this project. It's about 1:00 a.m. I think to myself, with great delight as I settle into bed, "yes! I'm setting my alarm for 8:00 a.m. I finally get to sleep in!" And I'm very thankful.
Note the time on my phone. That is not 6:42 p.m. It is 6:42 A.M. Almost exactly 10 minutes earlier I received the most ridiculous text messages of my LIFE (ask me for the story, I won't share it on here), that kicked off the WORST day of the year. Correction. More like the worst 12-hour span of the year. I had a lot of fun on Friday night hanging out with a friend. Just those hours leading up to it were, as I've been describing it, a "soap opera." A crazy, ridiculous soap opera.
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