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    Plant Murder, Part Two. AKA: Who Cares About Plants When People Are Dying

    It’s been a while since the Kangaroo committed his heinous acts against my plants and I meant to finish this story sooner, but it turns out life got in my way. Not in any big way, just in those everyday things that take your focus and distract you from finishing projects. It isn’t just this blog post that has gone unfinished. It’s the two baby blankets for my sisters new baby that are both sitting next to my bedside, waiting for my crochet hook. It’s the half built ball pit in my basement, the unfinished paint job in the playroom, and the partially completed May budget (looks like I get…

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    The Kangaroo committed plant murder today and I lost my mind; a story in two parts

    Part one: in which the stage is set Today was hard. This week was hard. It just felt like one hit after another after another. As soon as I got one thing squared away something else would fall apart and I got whiplash just trying to keep everything in sight. My breaking point came yesterday afternoon. The plumber came over to check out a screaming noise my toilet was making that resembled a colicky newborn (been there, done that, definitely don’t need that shit from my toilet too) and while he was in the middle of telling me that both of my toilets need work, he happened to notice that…