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Laundry.

That is what I am doing tonight instead of writing a better post. 

It wasn’t supposed to be this way.  Oh, no.  But we had someone pull a no-call/no-show at work, which meant I had to come in early to work an 11-hour shift, and my supposedly “estranged” dentist called last night to remind me that I had a cleaning this morning at nine. 

So what should have gotten taken care of before I went to work this morning gets left until now, when I should already be in bed, so I can get up early and go to work tommorrow.  And then take the train to the airport to pick up Thanksgiving guests, who will surely be appalled at all of the laundry that will surely still be piled up on the bed.

So, in conclusion: FUCK.

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  1. Daniel’s coming up here for a few days starting tomorrow, and I suddenly feel really self-conscious about all the little things that still need to be done here…all the paint that needs touching up, the things that need cleaning, the boxes I haven’t unpacked because it means moving stuff that I already unpacked…but I’m trying not to worry about it. All he cares about is not being at home.

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