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It’s Friday before the festival that will never be. I got a call yesterday from the portapottie that I UNHIRED three months ago. I keep thinking I’ve forgotten things that need undoing. But there’s no hope for it now. We cancelled the vendors, the tables, the exhibitors, the musicians. If someone shows up tomorrow anyway they will get the idea eventually.
I’m just sad that I don’t get to spend the entire day with Amy watching her do this.
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