My week in review:
~ I missed my therapy appointment.
~ Got a rejection notice.
~ Walked.
~ Wrote lots of lines, too many lines nearly, for a titillating PoCo project that’s stretching me to no end.
~ Called my mother twice.
~ Talked to my father once.
~ Counted 420 birds for the Portland area Christmas bird count.
~ Snuggled with my husband. Before we went to the sex shop.
~ Wondered if I should dress-up for the visit to the sex shop. Didn’t.
~ Looked at, but didn’t buy, stuff at the sex shop.
~ Didn’t look anyone in the eye while in the sex shop. Except my husband.
~ Admitted to being an obsessive personality. Most everyone I know knows this already.
~ Admitted that I chew my nails. To myself.
~ Read three stories for my creative non-fiction (CNF) critique group review this Thursday.
~ Decided to make tortilla soup for my CNF critique group.
~ Slept a lot on Sunday.
~ Didn’t remember my dreams.
~ Decided I won’t drink on school nights and broke that rule last night with a glass of wine.
~ Revised a poem for my IRL poetry group meeting tonight.
~ Wondered if I can keep managing Read Write Poem.
~ Started a “Hey, my name is Deb/Debbie/Debra/Deborah Scott, too!” group at Facebook.
~ Decided what my husband and I are giving Kate and Jon for their wedding present.
~ Decided home made popcorn is better, easier, and nearly as fast as microwave popcorn.
~ Worried, and then didn’t, about my job.
That’s about it.
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it sounds like a week rich with you thinking about what feels right and what doesn’t. (and i’m not talking about the sex shop.)
That’s it? That’s enough! Loved that you went to a sex shop with your husband (and sorry to point out the most titillating portion of your confession).
Now I must join the Deb Scott Group.
Most entertaining confession, Deb. The wine one is funny. So is wondering if you should get dressed up for the field trip.
I’m impressed you went, and that your husband went with you. That’s a sign of a good marriage, hee!
OK, I’m going to join your group too.
You sure stay busy. I wish I had your energy.
Love it!
~ Wondered if I should dress-up for the visit to the sex shop. Didn’t.
~ Didn’t look anyone in the eye while in the sex shop. Except my husband.