My wife woke this morning
with a head full of worries including the boy’s GCSE exams, his imminent work
experience, her imminent school residential, and feeding a vegetarian on said trip,
but when I enquired if she had shared them with her Guatemalan Worry Dolls
(which I gave her for Christmas) it only created a new worry as they were
nowhere to be found; an initial search under pillows, bed, and chest of drawers
proved fruitless indicating they may have packed up their own troubles and moved
to less worrisome climes, but then they were located down the back of the
mattress and so will be on duty tonight to hopefully do their stuff.
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