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Lost Day...

Today was Monday, generally my most favorite day of the week, but alas, today fell quite short of my lofty ideal.

I have family coming from out of state for the holidays one of whom will be staying with us and I should have spent the day cleaning some part of our house. Apparently the house won't clean itself.

I've done not one lick of Christmas shopping for the children. I could have been out there pounding the pavement and contributing more to our debt. (I'm not sure that it's possible to make it worse than it is....but then again....) I certainly hope Santa can pick up the slack for me.

I have a great deal of Christmas baking to do. Did I do any? Nope. The kitchen is free from the enticing smells of cinnamon and sugar and savory goodness. Ingredients don't put themselves together all on their own.

The Christmas cards won't take it upon themselves to write themselves, and today proved just that.

My day was spent mostly in bed. I'm feeling a bit less awful this evening, but that's just the drugs talking.

Tick Tock Tick Tock.

Comments

  1. Paul6:38 AM

    I took the day off today to do some of this stuff. So here I am on the computer.

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  2. tom9099:10 AM

    Pammy, what's happening to you babe. I think you should have married a drop out like me then you could get away with making no effort whatsoever. Just invent a philosophy, you know, saying you are taking care of your carbon footprint, and then you can sit on your butt all day, no problem.

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  3. Vicus Scurra10:12 AM

    Is it just me or is there some bizarre link between Tom talking about "carbon footprints" and "sitting on his butt". I don't really want to think about it.

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