We got up about 7. Breakfast and chores. Steve decided that he didn't feel good enough to clean the truck. I worked in the craft room. Dog park run. Binge watched when calls the heart. We had an early dinner so I could help Christine at the dance. What a cluster fuck that was. Never again. Then home for more when calls the heart and stitching. Lots of knots. Very frustrating.
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