1. I caught up on cleaning yesterday. I vacuumed. I scrubbed toilets. I wrangled a herd of dust bunnies. And I kind of enjoyed it.
2. I didn’t start to cry when the nurse at the pediatrician’s office informed me that Mary Elizabeth had been “terminated” from our insurance plan (whatever that means) and that I’d have to pay out of pocket for the visit. (Baby was officially diagnosed with reflux and started her meds last evening.) Nor did I cry when that same day I discovered water gushing out from the back of our upstairs toilet.
3. I didn’t wallow in (too much) self-pity when my husband told me about the great piano bar he discovered while he was away at a conference for work and how he wished I was there too, and I didn’t gripe (too much) about how much I’ve missed having him around.
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