Day in and day out, flanked by our diabetic family cat (I had originally written this as "fat" - freudian slip) as he lies on the floor and pretends to preen. The dining room has become my new office. During the day, there are jackhammers and at night just the dull, gurgly hum of a window-unit air conditioner. If I were any more motivated, I'd try for something more comfortable and less... everything I just mentioned, but ah well...
I wrote this piece the other day and found out that it was published (Web style) today. I did not come up with that title, but it works well. My essay aside, Double X is a great blog -- one I highly recommend to guys and ladies alike.
Time to move to another room! My butt is beginning to bear the imprint of the pears embroidered on this dining room chair.
2 comments:
I loved the story, I read it earlier today. I couldn't be happier for you and Matt and cannot wait for your wedding in November!
Stellar! Just stellar. Great story, and glad you got it epublished.
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