The last few weeks have been an exceptional situation. Our daughter was in the hospital and we were scared and worried. As if that wasn’t enough, a stupid (non-fatal) diagnosis and a lot of administrative work for permits.
I’m an absolute organizational queen and a “MacGyver” (remember the 80s TV series with Richard Dean Anderson) when it comes to solutions that come up out of the blue. By the way, so does my husband. We’re a great, well-coordinated team. Unfortunately, that always means: When life gets denser, sex takes a back seat.
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