I just saw a cute enameled plate. Around the edge was: A is for apple, B is for ball, C is for car, D is for dog. In the middle: E = mc2. :-)
Helped load a van full of donated clothes and stuff for Rosie's place. It's fricking cold out, espec ially since I hadn't grabbed my coat. It felt strangely overheated when I came back in, though.
I, like T_W, am so ready for the stupid WBUR promotion to end. It must today, right?
OTOH, it has meant listening to more music during the commute this week. I don't know who elected it the week of Cyndi Lauper and ZZTop, but I keep hearing their songs this week, more than I have in the last year, at least.
Why do I procrastinate so much on certain things that are just not a bi g deal, until I don't do them for too long? I mean, it takes about how long to write a check, or make a phone call, or write an email? But I put it off, because I don't want to deal, and the pushing it off makes it that much harder to do later, since there's now a pile of uncomfortableness stacked on top of the original disinclination to deal. Feh.
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