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Yeah.... Um, no.

 Remember when I said that I was handling it?  That my routine was fucked today and I just had to pivot?  Well, that couch ain't getting up this twisted staircase no matter what.   Kacy is down with a bad migraine and an anxiety situation right now.  I was doing pretty good this morning, handling what I needed to handle, talking to who I needed to talk to, doing the email and work thing and helping out my Dad with his tax stuff, even though I've already sent his account almost everything.  With Kacy not feeling good, I got her settled as best I could after some cuddles and came back into the kitchen to see if my Dad was hungry.  It was lunchtime and I figured he'd want to eat something.  He then proceeds to tell me that the stuff that I've copied for his accountant (because I don't trust that this guy got everything - the dude is old and a boomer and apparently doesn't do technology well - so goes small town Kentucky) and I wanted to send copies of everything th

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