Let me tell you what insanity feels like.

it’s when your teething child, (who’s been up napless for about nine hours, and kept you up all night the night before) finally goes to bed, and your inconsiderate, horrible neighbors decide that they should alternate between playing the drums, and bouncing a basketball down the road. Yes, the snow filled, ice covered, it’s -5 below out road.

and the dream of a peaceful, country home lives on.

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