Tooth fairy magic

Laura had medicine. I have motherly angst. “I have had enough of living like this!” Yesterday I vacuumed (only downstairs), cleaned papers off of the counters, (I couldn’t take it anymore), sent out a submission, finished a board book dummy and the accompanying cover letter, sent some writing samples to an up and coming magazine and did not, I repeat DID NOT clean my children’s room. Instead, the toothfairy left a note saying that their room was so messy she couldn’t find her way to the pillow. She said she’d try again tonight. They cleaned this morning.

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