Bedtime stress

It’s like every night has its own new struggle when I get ready for bed. Tonight, it was that my daughter discovered how to open the trash can in the bedroom, and, not only did she try digging trash out of it at first, but she then started putting fresh, new diapers into it.

So, that sucked. Because OCD wouldn’t let me take them back out.

Post-a-day 2026

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