...I haven't found them yet. The house was not clean but not trashed. My son was bathed, fed, and asleep. My daughter was having desert, her bath was run and her pajamas laid out. My husband was sane. My laundry is not pink. Nothing exploded in my kitchen. Both of my children and both of my dogs still have the same amount of hair I left them with. (The dogs were even bathed.)
I'm at a loss. Its the end of the world as we know it, and I feel.....fine.
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