As excited as I am to escape the monotony of my everyday and head to NYC to shake my booty, I look forward to the trip with great trepidation.
Trepidation about leaving my kids in the capable care of their father.
Trepidation about the condition of my home when I return.
Trepidation about famine, earthquakes, house fires, injury, illness, and anything and everything else my being there has the power to somehow control and prevent.
Check out my vlog about how things go down when mom’s away right here!
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