I feel so silly. Here I am racing about my little place, straightening, clearing, scrubbing. Why? Because a new handyman is coming over. It’s like when you hire housecleaning help and spend the night before cleaning the house “so you shouldn’t be embarrassed.”
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Ah Spring, but is it really? My instincts say “wait, don’t be lulled by the first days of warm weather we’ve had all winter,” but the yearning to get my hands in soil and plant is in a tug of war with my practical self. Then the temperature plummets to below freezing and I know we’re still in winter, dadgummit.
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Yesterday the camel’s back broke. A mysterious package awaited me at the post office. Curious to see if I had forgotten something I had ordered, I opened the box. Nestled within was a new webcam I had earned from participating in dozens of on-line surveys from a market research firm.
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Okay, I confess. Patience is not my virtue. There’s a Catholic joke about some saint, maybe St. Francis praying for patience, “and give it to me now!” That would be me.
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Wednesday, Wednesday, so good to me. Should have been the title of the Mamas and Papas song to Monday, Monday. Wednesday means I’m halfway there. There is the weekend and the place working people like to go.
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