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| Ellie finds nothing on worth losing sleep over. |
Ah, yes! Another weekend has slipped by. One less tax season weekend! Only three more weekends remain, and presently there is less than a quarter of the season left. I do have to emphasize that my job and much accompanying stress is year round, but the number of hours that I work are less once April 15 passes.
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I had a wellness test Friday, and the results were not bad. They were not quite what I had hoped, but not bad. My weight is down, but they didn't have last year's records with them, so they really couldn't tell the progress I had made. They just knew from the BMI chart I would have to lose another 56 pounds to get to the normal BMI range. Not happening, folks. Very discouraging. My blood pressure was good, but not quite as low as the readings I had been getting on my own machine. Again, they had no comparison point from last year. And apparently I should eat more fish. Well, any fish, since I really don't eat any.
I don't eat fish because it tastes fishy. Even the fish fish lovers recommend to me as the ones not being 'fishy', still taste fishy to me. I could eat Long John Silvers, but that's because deep fried or something, with a heavy coating of crunchy breading, which I shellac with malt vinegar, which is probably sky high in sodium.
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Benjamin has been accepted into Robot Camp at Georgia Tech! That will be two weeks in Atlanta, which he should be able to stay with his big brother Doug, and alternating parental unit between me and Alison. These camps aren't free, but lodging with Doug will save money, and be good for brother bonding.
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March Madness has proven to be disappointing, EXCEPT for Michigan State. They are in the Sweet Sixteen as a Number 7 seed! Woohoo! They have mastered the fine art of peaking at the right time. But if you love having underdogs in the Sweet Sixteen, it is a very sad year. My underdog heavy bracket is in utter shambles. Oh, well.
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I meant to write fiction this weekend, specifically the next Crowley story. I only got a paragraph in. As tax season wears on, fiction writing becomes more and more elusive.
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We have discovered that Joy, our foster dog, does have some teeth. They have just been greatly filed down. We think that she was either used, or had been planned on being used, as bait dog - a dog whose only function is to be used as fodder for dogs being trained for dogfights. Yes, it's absolutely horrifying. There be monsters among us.
Until next time,
T. M. Strait
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