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Day Thirty-Nine

Last Saturday Earl and I went to Best Buy to scout out flat panel TVs. They weren’t hard to scout; they were everywhere. Every model, every size, every style – and they were all turned to the same channel. How

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Day Thirty-Eight

Our closing on the new condo is scheduled for Monday, November 2, at 10 AM. Of course, this is always a moveable date up to November 2 at 9:59 AM. A Waldo can arise at any given moment.

Today, however,

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Day Thirty-Seven

I decided I just had to have a fried donut. So today, after weight training at the local gym, I visited Martin’s Supermarket for a latte and a fried donut. The latte is a regular tradition, while I can’t say

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Day Thirty-Six

This blog could be titled “Random Thoughts on Waking Up.”

Nobody has ever written the Moby Dick story from the whale’s point of view.

Earl is taking his bird feeders with us when we move; I asked if he was

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Day Thirty-Five

When you consider that we put our home on the market eighteen months ago, it’s been a long haul. In that time, the real estate market tanked, the mortgage market tanked, and the economy in general tanked. Yet, in the

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Day Thirty-Four

In spite of our moving project, this was such a glorious day that I had to take time to celebrate it. Summer and, to date, Autumn have not been particularly memorable what with colder than seasonal weather and rain and

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Day Thirty-Three

It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. I’m referring to Charles Dickens’ opening line for A Tale of Two Cities, but I’m most definitely not referring to his classic novel. Rather, I’m describing our visit

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Day Thirty-Two

I am lackadaisical. Should have gotten out of bed and gone to the health club to swim. But didn’t. Should have played an hour of piano to keep my fingers nimble. But didn’t. Should have packed some boxes for our

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Day Thirty

It’s the usual Thursday mish-mash of exercising in the morning and working in the afternoon. Only today Earl and I have decided we’ll go out to dinner instead of waiting for our traditional Friday night date. I’m not sure why

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Day Twenty-Nine

Where does the time goes? We’re half way through the week and almost half way through our fifty-nine days of grace in our old house. Each day that passes makes me even more grateful that we didn’t have to move

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