So...I've realized that I get indigestion every week when I come home. I have Nabal drunkenly asking can we go on a date. If he had me 'back' with him he would drink no more. He's going to make enough money for me to stay home and not work. He wants a hug, a kiss. Every last thing makes my stomach knot. For the thousandth time: Would you marry me again? Another twist.
When I'm away? Work is stressful, but no stomach problems!
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