The Hartwells
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Jake offered to help sort the laundry mountain that’s been growing in our bedroom corner for approximately three weeks. Sweet gesture, ri...
Found myself staring at the aftermath of my anniversary planning session this afternoon - three notebooks, two different colored pen syst...
Started reading about local folklore for what I thought would be a quick twenty-minute break from organizing my pottery supplies. Four ho...
Sarah showed up with her phone already loaded with what she calls ‘the definitive getting-ready playlist’ and immediately started connect...
Margaret Wu has been throwing pottery for forty-three years, and within five minutes of watching me struggle with my first real bowl atte...
Twelve hours. Times three. In a row. My feet are screaming, my brain feels like it’s been put through a blender, and I’m pretty sure I fo...
Three days later and I’m still thinking about Tuesday’s shift. Alex had been pushing back on every protocol suggestion for weeks, questio...
Cleaning out my anniversary planning folder this afternoon and honestly? The scattered notes and crossed-out lists tell a better story th...
Decided to tackle the kitchen junk drawer today because apparently I’m that person now. You know the one - the drawer that collects every...
Sarah knocked on my door at 4:30 looking like she’d been through a medical drama episode. Same, honestly. We both just finished a shift t...
