If I have to do a funeral.
If I have to take out beaucoup garbage to the faraway dumpster.
If I have to put away 10,000,000 chairs in the cultural hall.
If I have to wash and dry 14 mondo tablecloths (5 loads in the washing machine).
But I might enjoy it as my favorite day again if:
The Husband very kindly comes to help with the chairs.
The Husband offers to take me for a post-funeral pick-me-up Jamba Juice.
The Husband is happy with scrambled eggs, bacon and toast for dinner. (I much prefer breakfast for dinner anyway.)
The Husband doesn't mind my endless-mindless-babble (because I've been out and about with people all day.)
And I got to practice my Princess Walk carrying the tall tall vase full of tall tall flowers and lots of water so as to make sure I spilled nary a drop.
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