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I feel like I crawled out from under the wrong side of the rock this morning. Nothing like the 4:15 snowplow alarm to wake you up in a grump. Now, an hour and a half later, I finally stopped feeling like I wanted to rip the road crew a new way to go. It's not their fault, and they're just doing their jobs after all.
Thank goodness this morning's Maxine knows how I feel.
And now that I'm starting to feel almost human, I suppose I should take advantage of this extra hour to get some writing done.
Or maybe I should shovel snow. Whaddya think?
Nah. ;o)
Stick to the writing...snow will melt.(:
ReplyDeleteLOL! I agree with Andrea. Snow melts.
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