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Sunday Grumpies

Every Sunday my wife claims I walk around the house grumpy and muttering about the things that didn’t get done in time for the next week. As my vacation is ending, I wanted to try extra hard not to give this impression so I came upstairs with what I thought was a happy, good attitude. So where’s the wife? Hiding in the basement to stay away from my grumpiness.

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