I spent some of today, catching up, on extra sleep. Wrestling free weekend. Meaning no early mornings, running around. It's been two months, gets exhausting. Another month and half, to go.
I'm remembering how hard, turning 29 was. I was depressed, and then some. A decade later, meh, whatever...
Enjoying my final 364 days of my30's. Kids are with their dad, for a couple hours, this evening. Going to return that bathing suit. It fits, but it's, meh....
I like last years suit, much better. I'm tainted by that one :-)

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