It hasn't even been two weeks and there's another death in my family. This one was much more expected but my dad is still going to freak out. I've always heard that death/bad news always comes in three's. I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
This is the last week before school starts and I wanted to be able to do some fun things with Annabelle but it won't be happening. Another funeral plus it's going to be in the 90's all week. Yuck. I need a break