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You’ll be wrapped around my finger

November 26, 2008

It’s Thanksgiving Eve.

I feel like I’ve done a lot today, but most of it has been planning and organizing. Though I don’t have much to show for it physically it gives me great satisfaction. I bought a new planner so I can begin organizing next year. I’m not really sure why I like writing all my activities down so much. Maybe I’m afraid if I don’t write them down my life will go to pieces. I do know that if I didn’t write them down I’d pick up a trip that conflicted with my other job, someone’s birthday dinner, a dentist’s appointment, or something of the sort.

I’ve been reading back through my blogs and found one from 9.26.06 where I was thrilled to see gas prices in the low $2.30s. I paid $1.67 the other day. It’s a far cry from a few months ago.

I can’t get rid of this cold. It’s affecting my ability to write a complete paragraph in under 20 minutes. I have sneezed at least 592 times today.

I got new contacts this morning. I can see better. I now have toric lenses in both eyes.

I spent a long time this afternoon talking to Christine about things I could make to take to Thanksgiving tomorrow. She amuses me. I think I’m going to make a broccoli salad that I saw on one of the food blogs she subscribes to.

I feel very tired for no reason.

Yesterday I worked for the first time in 10 days. I just did a round trip to South Bend and to Jacksonville, NC. It wasn’t bad, but I’m glad I have another 5 days before I fly again. I’m spoiled.

All my younger siblings are at home. I’m going to go see them soon.

I also have to get the ingredients for the broccoli salad.

I need to go out and get in Thanksgiving mode. My life is so good. It’d be a shame to forget that for one second.

One Comment leave one →
  1. November 30, 2008 23:20

    As I’ve stated before, I live to amuse you. So me week was clearly a raging success! If I were to write a cookbook for extra-terrestrials, what would it necessarily contain?

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