Then the wind shut my bedroom door with Randi Unadopted inside. Effectively locked in. Caged. Alone. Separated from her brother and Puppy Clark. Helpless. Lucky for me she hadn't chewed anything up by the time I figured out it was too quiet and some kind of Mischief had to be happening. She sure was happy to see me.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
I'd be lying if I said today had been a good day. It started out ok. I rode the Spinner bike. I started to clean the kitchen and then my back started to hurt and I had to sit down. And then I cried because it wouldn't stop hurting. And then I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to finish cleaning as I wanted, so I spent the next 5 hours doing five minutes of work and then sitting down for 30-40 minutes which, in case your wondering, is not the most effective method for cleaning your house.
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