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Just the other day I renewed my domain name for another year.
And now I find I have to change it.
For keeping the name A Mom on Spin would clearly be misleading. . . disingenuous. . . falsehood in advertising. . .
My friends, this morning was the first morning of the school year, and I was not even the tiniest bit agitated! There was no screaming. . . no fighting. . . no bathroom wars. . . no car horns blaring . . . no last minute hunt for missing items. . . not even one staccato note of tap-tap-make-up!
Just Ponzi, going off to the high school. Alone.
And when she swiped that twenty dollar bill from the kitchen counter, I shrugged my shoulders and walked away.
What is happening to me????
Does A Mom on Delicate have the same ring to it? How about Life in the Gentle Cycle? Or Hand Wash with Care???
And then, to add insult to injury, I started categorizing The List for my newest blogging project.
I don't have a full year of blogging material in there, folks! Do you know I can only cobble together a mere 68 life-changing, traumatizing, grounding-inducing incidents between my three teenage daughters???
Only 68!
Damn! What is my life coming to????