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My Mind is a Total Blank

My mind is a total blank which is fine since it's the weekend. I usually try to get work done that I didn't do during the week. This weekend I've decided to get what I could get done done and the things that I don't get done are fine. I have a plan at least I think I do.

I have a bunch of laundry to catch up on. The air is kind of chilly so they'll be hung out inside which means it takes a while for them to dry. They have to be hung inside since the dryer isn't working. I wouldn't use it anyway it took forever to dry a load of laundry.

At the moment I'm catching up on shows I missed watching other shows with the On Demand feature of my cable. I'm going to miss either it or the speed of my Internet come January. I have to reduce the bill, I think dropping my connection speed for the Internet back some since I don't work as much as I did once. I used to spend all day and most of the night working. Theresa is more active now and doesn't spend all day sleeping like she did when I started so I have drastically cut down on the amount of time I spend writing.

Well, I'm off to enjoy my day and clean my house.

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