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I'm planning on going back to work next Sunday, October 1. We have a family member from out-of-state arriving in the area on Saturday, September 30. A lunch is planned on my first real work day, Monday. I don't know how long this family member is staying.
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I considered telling the universe that it could just bite me. (I often consider saying "bite me," though I rarely do. In case we're ever together, keep in mind that I might be thinking it.) But then I realized that that might just tick ol' universe off. No, don't want to do that. The universe sent me through my garage door yesterday, when it wasn't ticked off.
2 comments:
Oh, dear!
Best not to piss the universe off further, perhaps??
Agreed. No waving red flags in its face.
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