I am very unmotivated this morning. In fact, I am typing this from my bed. I justified my staying here by sending one important work email. I've been awake for a while, I'm just having a hard time getting going. It will happen eventually.
It's been a strange week. A long week. On Tuesday I thought it was Thursday or Friday. Surprises, turmoil, birthday party for the recently deceased, listening, hour long conversation with a beloved friend, tacos, company picnic, an overwhelming 3 hours of Russian. Today - work, clean, baby shower.
Right now I've got seven books sitting on my dresser. Somehow in the course of a few days I went from looking for something to read to having seven. Anne Lammot, Lois Lowry, Brennan Manning, Tony Campolo, Robert Kaplan and a couple more.
This post sucks. I'm just not able to relate what's really been going on in me lately.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
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i love talking with you Krys. i miss getting to talk with and laugh with you face to face. hopefully one day this year. glad you are in my life friend. hope you are having a good weekend. i have something cool that i need to tell you the next time we talk...thought if i told you, maybe we both would remember. :) love ya.
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