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The Witching Hour Approaches
I am not ready for Halloween. I am suddenly under pressure when the Apartment announces they are hosting a party. What do I do?
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Falling Into Cleaning
I don’t often have motivation for cleaning, but when I do, it’s often because I have visitors coming. I had run out of what steam was powering my motor to unpack and organize. Days passed and next thing I knew I grew numb to the clutter and disorder. That is never a good thing. So when my phone rang on Friday I had a renewed sense of purpose.
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Boxes vs Papers – Clash of the Titans
I have painted myself into a dangerous corner. I don’t want to label it procrastination because I would think that what I had been doing instead of doing my papers would have been fun (like watching TV or reading a book), but it too has been work and just as important.
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Unpacking Baggage, Excess and Otherwise…
I have stuff, and it all arrived finally this past week. Just so this happened the day after I picked up mr horrible from the airport. Happy coincidence? Yes.
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Tales from the High Road…
I consider it a gross abuse of my kindness and familial obligation to be tardy to an event you have asked me to help you with. OMG! Case and point: Helping my brother move the last pieces of furniture from his old apartment to his new one. He asks for my help because I have a truck and trailer (I totally “fit in” here in Texas, who knew?). I told him I wanted to get started at 9am because (SURPRISE!) it is still hot in Texas in September, and lately, by noon the heat is in the high nineties and I am even less interested to do any heavy manual…
