Fractioned

It’s officially Monday.
The worst case of heartburn I’ve had in YEARS cut short my yoga session this morning and persists (although, it has subsided somewhat – THANK GOODNESS).
The oldest daughter woke up late.
The youngest daughter woke up ill.
Yep. It’s officially Monday.

Logan:  “Where are the white clothes?”
Me:  “In my bedroom. On the floor. In front of the closet.”