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Yawn

Yesterday I was up at 4 because I couldn't sleep. Today I was up at the same time because I had to be.

I'm working a 6-2ish shift today so we can zip away quick for our trip to the inlaws this afternoon.

I went to bed before 9 last night, but wow, I'm not sure there's enough coffee in Iowa to keep me awake. Tim will be my designated driver this afternoon. Maybe I'll take a nap on the way.

On a positive note, most everything's packed. The dogs will be off to the puppy spa in a few hours. It will be Eisie's first extended stay at the doggy B&B. Mags was eyeing me funny this a.m. when I was putting the finishing touches on my suitcase contents. She knows something's up.

Now it's just killing time -- and slamming out editing assignments -- in the next 7 hours.

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Anonymous said…
Hope you're having a good weekend in St. Louis.
mom

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