Support from the girlys. Love my girlys. Phone call from my Julia. Single best thing about moving to Pittsburgh: being only three hours drive from my Julia. Sweetie you are going to get so sick of me. Offer of solution to potential problem from Sarah. You so get my shit. My work buddy didn’t manage to salvage my lesson plans, but he tried really hard and that counts for a lot.
I’m trying to think of more. If I manage I may update.
Edited:
I’m grateful that Noah is not a douchebag. And that we now have pie.
Love you, sweetie. 🙂
Oh, pie…it covers a multitude of crappy moments