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If I had it my way, I would stay in this spot for another 3 hours and crank out the next couple chapters of my story. It's starting to pick up again, which is great. However, 5 a.m. comes early, and tomorrow is overwhelmingly spoken for from beginning to end.
It's one of those days that just sounds difficult from here. Early work, pinewood derby, travel in fresh snow to out-of-town obligations, home again late, and another early start to the day on Sunday. If I had a remote control for life, right about here I'd fast-forward about 24 hours.
Ah-ha, to lighten this prattle, let me recall a favorite line from French Kiss with Meg Ryan and Kevin Kline: fester, fester, fester...rot, rot, rot...
Husband just finished assembling and weighing the pinewood derby cars. Three this year. Ouch. He's decompressing with his Red Green Show box set downstairs.
Now off to bed, whether I like it or not.
It's one of those days that just sounds difficult from here. Early work, pinewood derby, travel in fresh snow to out-of-town obligations, home again late, and another early start to the day on Sunday. If I had a remote control for life, right about here I'd fast-forward about 24 hours.
Ah-ha, to lighten this prattle, let me recall a favorite line from French Kiss with Meg Ryan and Kevin Kline: fester, fester, fester...rot, rot, rot...
Husband just finished assembling and weighing the pinewood derby cars. Three this year. Ouch. He's decompressing with his Red Green Show box set downstairs.
Now off to bed, whether I like it or not.
