Ease slowly into the day

The husband is cleaning the kitchen while I'm lazing in bed.
The boys turn their anger on at the drop of a hat.
I am mortally tired today, but we have to clean the house for the inlaws' visit tomorrow when Son#3 will turn into a four year old blighter.

Meanwhile, a flea market is in full swing at the boys' school: they have their hearts set on getting something today.
The sun has come and gone and we're back to rain.
All the while, I feel like I need sick leave from sick leave.
Come on Energy! Show thyself!


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