Ok so I deliver at least once a week...not just for myself but usually dropping for someon else that lives farther away. I STILL get all sweaty and knots in my stomache when I round the corner to the Olimbs! I always think...what if they're out by the door? or, what will I say if they just happen to walk out? I always pull up a little past their house and run...like, run as though I am on fire run - to the door and back! I think I should start timing myself :)
Reagan always asks me "Mommy are we going to the running house?"
I always hum the mission impossible theme to myself. It makes me feel like a spy. ;-)
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