that it is 12:46 p.m., I haven't done a lick of work yet, and I feel like I've been working all day?
Ander seems to need a diaper change AS SOON AS YOU BUCKLE HIM IN HIS SEATBELT these days. Maybe the belt is pressing on his belly? And I couldn't stomach any breakfast, grabbed a salad on the road, and worked out. Otherwise, I just powered through my day. So why do I feel like this? Not bad, really. Just like my brain is on overload and is ready to leave the office. I have lots to do, so I'd better refocus.
Etcetera.
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