Sending My Ex a Shirtless Selfie

The other night I had some wine after I got all three kids into bed. I sipped my drink and grabbed the damp rag I use to wipe the kitchen island down and I wiped the thing down again, even though it was already clean because I wipe it 50 times a day. I don’t know why. I’m losing it, that’s what I’m trying to tell you. I’m losing my mind.

I hung the rag back on the faucet and walked over to look at my phone and there was a text message from Monica.

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