It is snowing again, there is no firewood in the house (it is all piled outside in a snowbank), I still don't have my car back (it has been exactly 33 days since I smashed it), there are mice both in my house and in the rental car, and I am so irritable that I am likely to sit here at my desk all day dragging my nails down my face. That or just break down and cry over nothing. Ugh. And here I am complaining about my super small problems when there are so many more important, and devastating things happening in the world. Let's just rip out my womb and be done with it.
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