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Man, I missed posting yesterday, but I'm liking this feeling of not sweating it, which I gave myself permission to do when I decided to BloMo. My internal promise was that as long as I got back on the wagon, I wouldn't feel bad.

In the bad habit of merely diary-ing, it was the last day of earning this week, but it was a typical last day before a holiday - no one was in, yet one person, that one person*, found a way to torpedo my day and not get everything done I'd planned to finish for a fresh week on Monday.

The S.O. had his last class for the semester, and, gee, his mood was considerably brighter tonight. We ran out and had a too-short walk (man, I am not just out of shape, I'm outside the lines!), a little PoGo adventure and a semi-sensible dinner.

I guess I will sleep in tomorrow because the S.O. has said no less than 4 times today that I will sleep in tomorrow, despite me saying I'd like to get up early enough to get some seriously good daylight. This time of year, that means getting out the door at 10, which is to when I'd normally sleep in! Both are things that he knows. Hum.

Last thought - Why do I keep up with the Godwink Christmas movies? They've added a terrible Bring-a-ling noise every time there's a supposed "godwink". UGH.


love, lore

*There's no particular person who is the One Person that train-wrecks my day. The One Person is a concept that never fails.