A week and a half ago, our washing machine quit working. We procrastinated a couple days before calling our usual repair guy, who waited a few days to call back and refer us to another guy, who couldn't come for a few days and then didn't have the part he needed, all culminating in the following happy Thanksgiving:
- Michael and I spent $21 at a laundromat on Wednesday night to get us all clothed in clean clothes and stocked with dishrags and towels.
- On Thursday, I woke up feeling nauseous, nixing my awesome pumpkin pie from our dinner menu.
- That night, Rylan started puking...and puked and puked and puked. All night long. Michael and I took shifts.
- On Friday night, my visiting relatives decided they'd better cut their vacation short and head home early.
We were sad to leave early. Especially since this is two holidays in a row we didn't get to make you guys play settlers of Satan with us.
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I was really sad to leave. Hopefully Christmas will be sickness free.
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