So, I haven’t written anything this week, I’ve been too busy with classes, but here are two random sentences from the last few pages I wrote:
“Why would you want me to go to the gym with you? Last time was a disaster. I limped for two weeks.”
“Detective Dawson goes to the gym every morning. Here’s your chance to see him all hot and sweaty.” Serena waggled her eyebrows.
I’m about to start reading The Reader by Bernhard Schlink. The first two sentences of the book are:
When I was fifteen, I got hepatitis. It started in the fall and lasted until spring.
On a personal note, our first home inspection is this coming Monday. I’m still scared, but am working on calming down.
For class we had to do a detailed family tree, and I never realized before that my family breeds like rabbits - there was a population explosion during the 90s.
Karin’s beautiful baby turns one year old on the 16th, and I got some WAY cute stuff for him.
My brother-in-law and his wife are still doing well with her pregnancy and Kaden is due June 11th. I got some WAY cute stuff for him as well.
Our last class is on April 13th. By then we will be licensed and ready to go. We learned a little about the process last night and it is much faster than what I thought, but not as fast as I’d hoped.
I’ll be out of town next week, starting on Tuesday. I’ll miss you guys, but I have to go to El Paso for a week and hang out with other museum type people. Okay, I know, we're museum geeks.
Send good thoughts our way, we need all the luck we can get!
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