My Sister Dropped Her Kids On My Doorstep For The Tenth Weekend In A Row

lose a deposit on a “nonrefundable wellness retreat.”

I should’ve said no then.

Instead I sold my ticket to a guy from Facebook for forty bucks less than I paid and spent the evening microwaving dinosaur nuggets while Melissa posted filtered pictures from a vineyard spa with the caption much needed reset.

My mother clicked heart on every single one.

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