Hold me.

For I am about to head upstairs and assemble three canopies, for the little girls’ new beds.

I don’t know what I’m so scared of – I put the damned beds together, after all. Somehow, though, the canopies look more complicated.

If you don’t hear back from me, send wine and tissues, because I will be weeping, I’m sure!

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