Alright. Finished my taxes. Yes, I know what month it is. I am promoting the idea that time is an artificial construct and therefore deadlines are imaginary. Maybe if I start a facebook movement it will catch on.
Updates: Weight, food, exercise…blah. I will have to face the old/former boyfriend in Vancouver looking like the frumpy 45 year old I am. Please, let him have gotten bald fat and short over the last 10 years. There has to be some common ground here.
I am also trying to hook up with some family that I haven’t seen in eons. It seems like every generation scatters further and further. My grandparents, and my parents, have lived their whole lives within 50 miles of where they were born. (To be fair some of my parents’ siblings are across the country.) My generation is all over the continent, and have traveled the world…where will our kids end up?
And on a different topic…I don’t know what this means…lol…I told my sister that Sailorboy might be a ‘keeper’ and she said, “Well, remember where you are living, don’t be too picky”….?? I think picky is good, and trust me, this guy would make it through any screening process….:)
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