Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Now I understand ...


Why I work late so often. I got home particularly early tonight as my job took me closer to home in the middle of the day so I got home around 5:30. I typically don't get home until around 7ish, so the gifts are fed and beginning to wind down.

However, today it was like walking into a stampeded on the African planes. Seriously, I don't know how my husband copes with it EVERY SINGLE DAY!

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