This was going to be *THE* week. I was finally going to get ahead on writing. I looked forward to finally, finally, FINALLY getting my life together. This was the week it was all going to happen. Then, it didn't. Again.
The window is quickly closing until new baby goat kids "hit the ground," which is an inarguably brutal colloquialism for giving birth. I…
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