Will try tomorrow. Wanted to write about Candlelight Carol Sing at church but bringing Punch was kind of a disaster and then things went from bad to worse.
As of now, I feel like packing my pink Hadley Pollet bag and heading to a desert island or shipping my family there. Too bitter to write, or even say good night, because that has the word good in it.
And not seeing any happy holiday reds, like holly berries, satin bows, pillar candles, fat peppermints, candy canes, Santa’s suit or Rudolph’s nose. In two words, I’m pissed.
Merry Christmas.
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Don’t forget work details - calming to watch someone who has wronged you or exceeded the bounds of civilization scrub the shower, rake leaves, vacuum the stairs. Complaining doubles the time spent on work detail, that’s Peter’s rule. Hope the reds become cheerier today!
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I like that idea. Thank you.
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