Note: The following mysteriously appeared on my blog. It appears to be a blog entry about Carmen’s holiday. I had absolutely nothing to do with it. It’s a mystery. A mystery dammit! And we just shouldn’t enquire any deeper into the matter.

—B

I awoke this morning (or more correctly, late last night) tired and a bit confused. What was I doing? Just what was this holiday thing?

Through all the fuzzy thoughts, only one thing was clear… I needed to blog my days off so all and sundry would be able to vicariously follow along. But how was to do that, how could I use technology and still be able to relax? They almost seemed antithetical concepts to me. Le sigh.

But after a stern talking to from Pete, I realized I must find a way. I must reach out with my massive mental power of persuasion and make it so. So, here we are… The Official C-Notes.

Today I awoke and ran in the wee hours. After a relaxing 30 minutes of worrying and fretting I wandered upstairs to try and explain to Pete that she might have to share a bit more in the coming weeks.

Later I tried to ignore the amusing email from Bruce, but it was too amusing so I gave in and responded. That set off a chain of thought that made me realize it was time to get out and about. So I out and abouted. HomeSense makes so much sense.

Upon my return I considered working on my unfinished magnum opus so I started to do laundry. After not putting away my lawn furniture I realized that the boxes in my garage weren’t flat yet. Later I plan to watch a bit of tv, but for now I will try to ignore the strange girl in my kitchen.

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I noticed the snow mysteriously disappeared from my back stoop. Stoop is an odd word. Squirrel!

And now it is night, or at least dark. Day One has gone so well except for those pesky emails; good thing I at least deleted my work account. wouldn’t want my boss to divert them or something.So maybe tomorrow or Monday I will meet Taryn at 8:20 and walk around the lake. The lake is round and thus it is a perfect shape for walking around.

All I know is I absolutely, positively will not be in bed by 6. Absolutely not. Oh wait… … sigh.