I hate this job no matter what bed I’m next fo for I bring you to success and never get any of the credit. Do you really belief you would get that promotion if I didn’t get you up to get dressed in time? How about time to eat the most important meal of the day wouldn’t you have slept through it without me? Yet every morning you to continue to “hate me” in ways I couldn’t repeat in this post. It’s as if me I’m my own Groundhog & sometimes I wish it was Happy Death Day instead. Oh well at least deep down in my wiring I know I saved the day ….again.
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September