I really did that. I didn't just pull off an 8 hour shift. I pulled off a 10. It's been 5 years since I pulled off 8, let alone 10. Maybe 10 years, for 10? I love my job. I'm tired. But it's a good tired. I came home yesterday and Jeremy had a drink waiting for ne, like I do him. That made me smile. I can't wait to buy him dinner. I am happy with this independent feeling. I am also loving this groove. I have my house wifey life. And then, my work life. Alright, back to my assignment.
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