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12/06/99 over-steer.I'm not sure if my fortunes have flipped, or flopped, but there seems to be some strange momentum. Monica was sick every single day of last week and I was beyond busy every day. Calvin's class at church...a dinner at work, Calvin's basketball game, not to mention Christmas preparations.... it all made for a very busy week. If the week was busy, then the weekend was a classic.
At dawns early light, Sunday morning 7:00am, I am awakened momentarily by Monica coming to bed, then an hour later I am truly awakened by all the children clammoring for cocoa puffs and television rights. Sure, the house got a decent cleaning... but was it worth it? Like a driver over-correcting for a skid on a slippery street, Monica spent nearly all of Sunday in bed. She finally awoke at 4:00pm ate dinner and was sound asleep by 9:30pm. The kids and I spent Sunday watching Football, playing basketball, and doing a quick tidying-up to keep the place looking good. Monica called me today to let me know that she feels awful and the kids have trashed the house.
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