Time is just whizzing by lately. Tuesday was my oldest daughter's 50th birthday! That seems so insane--it was only a few years ago that I was fifty. It's time to pull back on the reins and stop the mad rush of time 'cause it's gonna wipe me out at this rate. (Sorry about the mixed metaphor.)
I spent much of Wednesday getting my taxes done. I'm getting enough money back that I can replace the washer and dryer--both purchased in 1990. The dryer drum goes ka-thunk, ka-thunk and the washer shrieks like a banshee in spin cycle. The poor cats and I have tolerated this long enough.
Today I was back over at the clinic sitting at the lobby desk (nothing untoward today). By the time I had lunch and read all my emails, blogs and facebook entries, I've started running out of steam (or whatever it is that propels my feeble brain).
April is going to be a hectic month. I won't bore you with the details. But, I'm oh-so grateful that I'm retired.
To all you ER fans, enjoy the finale tonight.
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