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good tired
Today was looking to be a slow day at the costume shop, so I left early.
I went home and put the sheets and towels in the wash. I biked up to Davis, found the DMV, and got a couple of guest-parking permits. Then I stopped at Goodwill on the way home and bought myself a red long-sleeved t-shirt. I came home, turned over the laundry, built a bookshelf (with Edgar sitting on my shoulder chirping and trying to French-kiss me :) ). I moved a bunch of stuff into the sewing room, making it look lived-in and almost useable. I retrieved dry laundry and made the bed. Now I am going to walk to Diesel, arriving earlier than usual.
My throat is still crispy, and I seem to have pulled something in my shoulder in the process of building that bookshelf... but I am Good Tired, the kind you get at the end of a long day in which you got a lot of meaningful stuff done. w00t!
I went home and put the sheets and towels in the wash. I biked up to Davis, found the DMV, and got a couple of guest-parking permits. Then I stopped at Goodwill on the way home and bought myself a red long-sleeved t-shirt. I came home, turned over the laundry, built a bookshelf (with Edgar sitting on my shoulder chirping and trying to French-kiss me :) ). I moved a bunch of stuff into the sewing room, making it look lived-in and almost useable. I retrieved dry laundry and made the bed. Now I am going to walk to Diesel, arriving earlier than usual.
My throat is still crispy, and I seem to have pulled something in my shoulder in the process of building that bookshelf... but I am Good Tired, the kind you get at the end of a long day in which you got a lot of meaningful stuff done. w00t!
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