Waiting for something
Instead of a thoroughly depressing to read and write year end letter [or a whitewashed one, i guess, but let's be real, that was never an option for us] I decided to include a couple of small prints from 2016. Mark chose two photos he was happiest with, and I could not narrow it down like that at all--thus he got 130 prints each of the two he liked best, and I got a sampling after almost randomly choosing some from hundreds of my selections. I was amused by how this turned out as I 'organized' them onto a clear shelf, for beginning the personalizing and stuffing tonight, and thought I would share. It really does say a lot about us, on many levels.
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getting them printed was actually rather an awful experience in some ways, certainly far more drawn out than i'd expected; much thanks to our friend and neighbor for picking them up for us! *hugs*
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Indian food I made last night was not bad, but also not mind blowing, and very randomly put together, so I did not bother to write it up.
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Actually got enough sleep last night, after four days of horrid insomnia that made me wish to stab all the things. Funny how that works.
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Had been really excited about attending the march this weekend, and now...am not. Not sure where that's coming from. Also trying to figure out if Mark and I are fighting off some sickness, as we've not been feeling great [could be allergies? hard to tell sometimes]. Might be related.
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