I have always felt like being an astronaut would be awful. Scary, isolated, oppressive, dark. No way out, you know? I do not ever want to be an astronaut.
I only work 3 days a week, usually, plus a 4 hour shift on Friday nights. This leaves me with plenty of time to round up my thoughts and attack or relish whatever tasks I have given myself. Today, I pulled weeds out of the dog run. A LOT of weeds. I filled the whole green garbage can with them, and I feel great about it. We are dogsitting and the 2 pooches have been running around like crazy...it's nice to have a place to banish them to when the romping gets too intrusive.
I'm expecting a new comforter to be delivered any day now. It is sweet.
-This blog post has been brought to you by Vanessa, who is trying to get into the swing of blogging again.
Coming soon: Easter! Riverside trip! Disneyland with Isabella! New iPhone photos!
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