Who Took My Charger?

I all together bypass child number two’s room without a second thought. He is still awake, and the mere thought of conversing with a teen boy at this hour of the night about my charging cord is entirely unappealing to me.

This search and rescue mission is looking dismal at best. I could put on my big girl pants and proceed down the stairs to check for my charging cord. It still seems like a trek, and the lazy part of me is not budging.

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Creator of the literary Blog, Dear Mr. Hemingway, Writer, and Boy Mom X 3. https://dearmrhemingway.com

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Creator of the literary Blog, Dear Mr. Hemingway, Writer, and Boy Mom X 3. https://dearmrhemingway.com

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