Why "third floor submarine?" you may be wondering. (or not, but it's my blog so...suck it. :P)
Life with the babies has narrowed my life. as a SAHM (or, as a i prefer, a *true* human resources professional) things have conspired to shrink most of my life down to the walls of my apartment. we're a self-contained system. like a submarine. and there's no real escape, without a lot of planning and trouble. like a submarine.
also, i live on the 3rd floor.
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