I left for 3 days. Instead of missing out on the drama, it piled up at my front door. It was all still waiting for me when I got home. Only it seems worse, when I have 3 days to deal with instead of dealing with it as it comes along.
I guess, I have my work cut out for me.
*sigh* It never really ends as long as I live here, does it?
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