Volleyball night

Yet another late night playing volleyball. It’s like I’m one of those 20-year-olds who play volleyball every night (except of course, I’m setting up the port-a-crib while they’re warming up and feeding Riley snacks between games).

While stressful and busy, playing volleyball makes me feel pretty awesome. And tired. But mostly, awesome.

… And tired.

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