There’s nesting and then there’s whatever we’re doing.
Living in a construction zone for three months, grieving, and being very pregnant means that I’ve been fairly desperate for a restful night of sleep. I’ve had mild insomnia for the last decade that ebbed and flowed, but this spring really put deprivation to a whole new level. Since we’re making upgra…
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