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I'm on what I hope is the recovery side of an illness. I took a sick day yesterday and since I didn't have a laptop at home (was planning on working at the office thursday morning), I didn' do work. Today is day 2 of the illness and I finally went to the chiropractor (remember when I fell down the steps?). and I feel better in that sense. I felt well enough that two hours ago I agreed to go to a candle light ski, but now I'm having second thoughts. We'll see if dh is up for taking the kiddos alone.
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I decided to spend year 37 diet soft drink free. People who know me in real life are always surprised that I drink diet coke. I have since college (peer pressure, I think) and I lately have been having strange stuff happen (really really itchy sweat being one of the symptoms). I got all checked out by my family practice doc and everything and didn't find anything abnormal. But there are lots of reasons to spend an entire year diet soda free. I weaned off of it -- monday had a few, tuesday one and wednesday nothing. Today, still nothing. Go me!
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Plady I spent yesterday (err part of it) reflecting on wendy. I think its totally ok to break down in tears in the kitchen over some random discussion. that's real. that's life and whenever we all get flustered over that stuff I feel like we're all hiding our feelings.
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jaygee: crying right there with you over old sports injuries. I hope you figure it out and find something that works well.
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geofizz: (from a few days ago) I can't help but wonder if the anxiety comes from reading/language being really hard for dd (but no one really knows/knew that?). And from today: you should totally call in favors from friends. That's how this gig works: you get to be an expert and then help out your friends.
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Jenlove: call in to work? Where do you have to call in to? Where are you working?
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sparkle: there is no perfect house. period.
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Jo: thinking of you. If there were a half marathon and if someone else traveled with me, I would consider it. I will not travel to the middle east by myself though. Too wimpy. I barely made it from New Zealand to Australia by myself. I don't know what my problem is. fear of other cultures. I'm the person who always went home instead of eating at my (not very close) friends' houses because I was afraid of what dinner might be.
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Lisa: any news on the job front?
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gaye: wasn't it just yesterday you were deciding nursing school?
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and now, off to summon the energy to change out of pj pants, walk a block to pick up my kids and come back.