still hot
Okay, people, it's 32C, which is 90 F. It's six pm. This is GERMANY. There is no AC. If you're pregnant, it's like it's 110. So much for all my great intentions to get stuff done today. It is very hard to revise the delicate interworkings of uncertain teen love triangles when you feel like passing out.
I did clear out a bunch of stuff from a closet. It involved dealing with all the stuff that was in there for mending, which meant that my daughter whose heel hurts too much to walk on remembered I'd promised to teach her to sew a doll out of an old sock. So, two hours later, my closet is just as full, only now slightly rearranged, and I just noticed I never hemmed the other leg I trimmed today of the pants I'm wearing. But we did finish the doll together:

I did clear out a bunch of stuff from a closet. It involved dealing with all the stuff that was in there for mending, which meant that my daughter whose heel hurts too much to walk on remembered I'd promised to teach her to sew a doll out of an old sock. So, two hours later, my closet is just as full, only now slightly rearranged, and I just noticed I never hemmed the other leg I trimmed today of the pants I'm wearing. But we did finish the doll together:

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