This evening when Harleigh was getting ready to take the trash can down to the curb, I heard her yell, "Mooooooooom, the garage door just broke!"
We pulled both our cars into the driveway, managed to get the door closed with doing any further damage, and agreed . . . we're going to bed.
May tomorrow be a good one. (At least the dehumidifiers and fans will be gone as of tomorrow. For four days now, 24/7, we've not been able to hear much of anything over the constant white noise of all these machines. The peace and quiet alone will be good medicine.)
Sleep tight.
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You know, these things always seem to happen in 3's. I hope that means the bad stuff is over for you for a good, long time.
When it rains, it ours. Hopefully the sun will be shining on you both this week!
XXDenise
Well, I've got a new bank being constructed across the street from me. So I know all about noise! I feel for ya!
Brenda
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