As mentioned in an earlier post, I have a nice relaxing trip to Hawaii all lined up and ready to go. A good friend of mine and I made a deal several years ago that on our 50th birthday we would splurge and buy ourselves a trip somewhere. Well, this is the year and we're actually doing it. So off to Maui we go. We are leaving on Saturday May 2nd, and will be gone exactly one week.
I really need this vacation. Work has been very hectic and my role has me in the hot seat on a regular basis. It is not fun. I need the beach. I need the sun. I need week of doing nothing work related at all. So, I downloaded a countdown clock from the Internet and have been watching the days disappear. Yeah!
But, oh no! My friend, Brenda, reminds me that we should count the same way James does. You can't count the current day, and you don't count the day you leave, so my countdown clock is wrong. Sigh...
It reminded me of a writing assignment I completed about 2 years ago. You should give it a read. It is called "The Wild Side of my Better Half".
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n response to "The Wild Side of my Better Half," firstly, I set my clock forward a few minutes too. But it's not because I am actually tricking myself, but it's a sort of "goal" to reach. For instance, because I am always late, if I work to be ready by exactly 7:30am according to the clock (real time is 7:20am), then I will still be inherently late and ready by 7:35 or 7:40 according to the clock. But now, I will still make it to work on time!
Secondly, am I to understand that you and James had sex on a sidewalk in Bacharach? That's gross.
He probably would have it I would have let him!
Then what is the insinuation of the post cards on the sidewalk?
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