Thursday, December 30, 2010


My husband suggested he take my car to work and I pack his car for our
trip. He hands me a small duffle, not even full, with his clothes and
a book or two for the four-day trip. I on the other hand, have a
LARGE duffle of clothes (pjs) and my CPAP and my bran and rice milk
and my Psion and my iPad and maybe a computer and a manuscript and art
supplies and bags of food for the trip there and back and wate
thirties (water bottles [stupid iPad] and camera gear and . . . No
wonder he wanted ME to pack!!


À coeur vaillant rien d'impossible."I don't want to face my fears, I am
afraid of them!" Spongebob


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