Compartments
Posted By admin on January 6, 2011
I’m not very good at keeping things in compartments. I’ve been keeping my greatest focus on producing a proposal. So–last night I noticed that my cat seems to think the carpet looks best with a fine sheen of gray fur. And when I was walking, I was so busy planning my snopes that I didn’t notice it was raining till I got home and looked in the mirror. My hair is enthusiastically curly, but forty-five minutes in a misty rain, and I looked like Mary Pickford in a panic attack. Not so much ringlets as Medusa-like coils. Today, I only remembered to change out of jammies after the beloved quizzed me on whether I planned to before dinner.
Hmmm.
But I’m loving this story, and I’m having fun! Work can be a beautiful thing, and I’m ecstatic it keeps busting out of its compartment!
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