I am going to cry. The lice is back.
This time Satchel.
Tomorrow a haircut for Jakob, I am completely over the passion for his curls. And I will be making an appointment for Satchel with my stylist. They can be shaved. I am beyond caring.
And I don't know what the deal is with my cold, but I am so bloody tired. By 9:00 pm I can barely function and just want to sleep.