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Weekend Plans

There are a few things I must do this weekend. In order of priority:

1) Write 5-6 page paper for my Witches and Witch Hunt class.

2) Write at least 5K on story.

3) Join my sister for a night of adult R&R - not sure where we'll go or what we'll do. Money is tight all around.

4) Start re-arranging the boys' bedrooms. My dad is definitely moving in, which means my oldest is losing his bedroom for a few months. The good thing here is Dad won't be alone Christmas morning...and I'm pretty excited about having him there.

5) Clean boys' toilet. Eww. Gross. But they can't be trusted to do the job well enough on their own. I've tried.

6) Laundry.

Luckily, some of these things will take mere minutes. The only one I'm really worried about consuming my weekend is item #1. I always underestimate how much time I'll need to pull a coherent argument together.

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  1. That's exciting that your dad is moving in with you guys! It's very good to hear he won't be alone for Christmas... I think that has to be the worst!

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  2. I think he's pretty excited by the idea, too. Of course, he doesn't want to live with us for long and is already making plans to get his own place next summer. Maybe sooner if he can swing it.

    Hey...update your blog! Pictures are always nice, if you're at a loss for what to say. (hint, hint)

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  3. Haha.... I will... I spent about 45 minutes updating it with everything that happened within pretty much the last month since I posted last and blogger decided to go kaput. It was pretty frustrating! So blogger and I haven't been on speaking terms for a while! But I will probably post a Halloween blog if nothing else... with pictures and everything. And probably a picture or so of my new haircut! It's SHORT! But we will see....

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