But the data wasn't syncing properly to show me a proud 10,000-plus steps.
Back in the game. Starbucks and weeding and housework brought me 6,885 steps today and I'm not finished doing chores yet. My goal is still 10 thou a day.
Good night to you.
An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
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