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I Am Not the Favorite Child
I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning, after being woken up by my mother, I needed caffeine support to keep me upright. After the first cup, I set my mug on the counter, with the expectations that the mug would be conveniently located in closest proximity to the supplies.
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Failure Is Not an Option…
So I have a goal for the end of this month: to feel (and noticeably look) more fit. I would like to be able to say that I am only motivated by personal improvement… but I’m not that noble! Mr Horrible is arriving for a visit, and Lord knows I don’t want to be found worse off than when I left! I gained 20 lbs since I moved here to Texas. I know I sank into an unhealthy depression, after the big move, the trauma from the move, and emotions (mine and the children’s) crashed on me all at once. It doesn’t make me feel better to see the evidence…
