but that was last Monday. Very few blueberries to be picked around here, plenty of laundry of course, and plenty of blueberries to be eaten, but none to be picked. Jack went off to the office, the dog got into the garbage, Mary and Kate passionately reunited with the toy basket, the stuff that real days are made of, although I still have five days of "who knows what we were doing last week at this time?" left to play, thankfully.
We will all be bored with me by Wednesday.
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