Two weeks is one of those time frames that is both a lot of time and not much time.
I have two weeks to scrub the floors, change the bedsheets, trim the bushes out front, tidy stuff away, and make a first impression.
I have two weeks to put together the banner.
I have two weeks to make sure I have ingredients for chocolate chip waffles.
Two weeks till I get to squeeze my husband. We've spent the first 6 months of our marriage apart and even though I lived it, it baffles me.
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