Bitter cold tonight. You lit red Christmas tapers in angel holders, ate chicken noodle soup from Whole Foods [bottomless $9.99 bucket has so far fed ya twice], walked Sug, did mountain of dishes, hauled pile of laundry, then caught last half of 27 Dresses, which Figgy had on until she went to bed about 10. Welcome movie escape from chores.
Can't do it all. Now that Comcast is finally hooked up, gotta choose.....write or watch? Read? Will you ever read again? Tomorrow, your couch is coming, so it will be even more inviting to plug in and be lazy on winter nights.
Life is a series of choices. Eat the ruffled potato chips husband hid in cabinet over fridge or don't [and you don't even like ruffled chips]. Peek through his emails for one from Neiman Marcus to see if he ordered the scarf you're hankering for Christmas morning. [Guilty as charged. You even forwarded him the NM special checkout code for free shipping and free gift wrap.] Drill deep for your patience, calmly keep things in perspective, or blurt out something hurtful. Hide or face the music. Spike or stay even. Think clearly or get foggy. Be brave or be paralyzed by fear. Lose your footing, or maintain your balance.
Believe, or stop believing.
Good night.
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