Sept. 27

The one thing that I don't want to happen to my days is that they become  mundane. Routine is comforting, but I don't want to get predictable in how my days go. A long time ago . some smarty pants asked me what I was running away from, because he knew that I ran. I had to think about that  because I didn't realize that I was running away from anything. I had decided that he was the one that was insecure. I took running as a social event, a challenge to get out there in a pair of running shorts and see what I was made of. I have never been sorry about that decision. Over the course of my running , I had someone tell me that they could walk faster than I ran. Maybe that was true, but so what. I wasn't running to win anything, I just happened to like it a lot. Bob was my official one person support team. He came to most of the races and had my gym bag ready at the finish. I now have a list of activities that I can tap into if I run out of my own ideas. Some days just don't have  enough hours to finish a project. Well, there are enough hours, I just fall asleep before I finish them. On my plate right now is making the best beignet that I can, finishing a baby sweater before the cutie has outgrown it, clearing my desk, and maybe dust. but I'm not to sure that I will get to the dust part.

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22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

20.07 | 13:55

Everything sounds so wonderful Leona. Venice will seem boring . I would want to move to Portownsend where the kids are living. All sounds great . Is there?

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