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I ate the French Toast first and tried to think up an agenda for the day. I considered going to the maker’s space and trying a few more candles, but we were out of wax and I didn’t feel like going all the way to Evergreen Harbor to buy any. With nothing left to do, I did what Ali requested and stayed home to rest…kind of. I wasn’t a kick my heels up kind of gal, so I made the best of my time at home. After all, my days of being home alone were quickly getting away from me.
I never knew I was so good at basketball! Imagine me, someone who didn’t appreciate sports, shooting 3’s like I was born with a ball in my hand! Crazy. Maybe after the baby was born, I’d explore that skill further.
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I heard someone at the door, so I peeked around front to see who it was. Gemma, my dear ginger, surprised me! I hadn’t seen or heard from her (or thought of her) since the wedding. It was a wonder why anyone would still care about me. I was really good at making friends but sucked at building relationships.
She ran into Diamond yesterday at the park and learned I was pregnant, so she wanted to come by to give me a gift! I swear, I don’t deserve any of these sims who love me so much.
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