I confess it appears everything I do today will have to be done standing.
I confess the oldest furbaby member of the household is feeling needy and keeps jumping on my lap to be held.
I confess I love her great big lots but she likes to be held on the shoulder which means only one hand for typing.
I confess maybe I can get her to lay down with my still sleeping honey.
I confess or I should accept my fate, hold her, and get nothing else done.
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I am very spoiled!
What we think about and thank about, we bring about!
Today I will treat my body with love and respect.