Anyway, I have to come up with three things for which I am grateful.
Thirty-Nine: I am grateful to be home tonight after a very long day of work. I'm in my recliner, feeling very Marty Crane (from Frasier). I'm relaxed for the first time today.
Forty: I am grateful for my beautiful, funny daughter. She just did a comedy routine for me. It was hysterical. Now, she's waiting very (im)patiently to use my laptop.
Forty-One: I am grateful for Hostess Ding Dongs. Last night, I stole my son's last one. It was delicious. Don't worry. I got him some more tonight.
There, I'm all caught up. Now, I have some grading to do.
No rest for the wicked. Or Saint Marty.
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