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So we are three loads into the laundry madness here in small town Berea, Kentucky...the whites are leading purely by the limited number of them...*coughs* anyway, I've decided to do as little productive as possible today. I've washed three loads of clothes and have not yet taken a shower. *grins* Ok, so maybe I should do that. But that would require moving and I'm fairly comfortable.
Four days until I fly to Boston...*does the happy dance* and I'll have clean clothes there. I'm starting to stress less about the end of the semester...it's creeping up but I'm pretty sure I have everything under control. Just a few more papers and we'll be clear. I'm very happy about the trailing off of the paranoia. I forget when I'm not in Berea how much Berea makes me Not Who I Am. But only a few more weeks and then a month and half in Texas/Oklahoma.
Four days until I fly to Boston...*does the happy dance* and I'll have clean clothes there. I'm starting to stress less about the end of the semester...it's creeping up but I'm pretty sure I have everything under control. Just a few more papers and we'll be clear. I'm very happy about the trailing off of the paranoia. I forget when I'm not in Berea how much Berea makes me Not Who I Am. But only a few more weeks and then a month and half in Texas/Oklahoma.
