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Did some chores Saturday while my husband finished up a job in Tap-town. We have to buy a new bed, so he's been working weekends to procure funding for said bed. Summers are hard on him, being one who works in the out of doors. We've been talking less and less. I think we're on marital autopilot.

This isn't a bad thing. It just means that we're comfortable enough to say nothing to each other. I raped him like a succubus last night.

Today we took our 16' canoe to a new spot today and had an awesome time.

I look fat in life vests.

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