I'm ready to have my house back to myself.
I'm ready to be feeling better.
I'm ready for Max to take a nap.
I'm ready to take a nap myself (although that seems highly unlikely at the moment).
I'm ready for a new foster dog, and looks like I'll be getting a temporary placement of a 2 year old, which is WAY younger than what I would normally take in.
I'm NOT ready to go back to work tomorrow.
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