So it turns out I will not be facing near-death (at least, not by ski slopes + hypothermia) this week. Our child care arrangements fell through at about 2 am this morning, so I am home with the little people.
Now that I'm off the hook, I'm quite certain I would have been a dang good skier. But the few days to hang out with my children (the older two are still on holiday this week) will be quite nice, actually. They haven't gotten much of just me lately.
Plus I woke up this morning with the beginnings of a sore throat/chest cold, which we all know would have blossomed into pneumonia in all my near-death scenarios.
That was a close one.
New rhythms, bigger people
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