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I have so much stuff I want to write about, but I can't think of the words to use. I'm so incredibly exhausted and I just have no brain whatsoever.

We're doing good but I am about ready to fall apart. We still have a week left. Don't know if I can survive. And if I do, it's one thing to deal with Dog here but another to integrate him back into routine life at home and arghflail.

(breathe. One step at a time.)