Laurel's last competition.
It was bitter sweet. I'm glad it's over, because frankly, I was exhausted. Between cleaning the house, being stuck in one tiny room with the entire family, and spending so much time on the weekend doing marching band stuff, I'm ready to tear my hair out. The four of us are all sleeping on air mattresses in what was once my art room. The front room carpet has been professionally cleaned, so it's blocked off to keep it that way. I'm immune to cabin fever, having had it frequently during my childhood, but everyone else's moods are wearing off on me. Just a couple of weeks until this is over!
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