At this point we have run out of excuses. Christmas is behind us. New Year's is also in our wake. 2010 is here and we are required to carry on in to the new year. Last year, I was in the process of moving from my old office to my present digs and I was feeling rather ambitious with the possibilities of a new year. I had resolved to join a health club and not create piles of paper and keep ahead of schedule.
Now it is January 4, 2010 and there are piles and there are things which are behind schedule and the year ahead does not look that different from the ones before. Surely a mixture of the good and the bad and every thing else in between. I will be fifty four by end of year and Kate will be 24 on Saturday. We won't discuss Cindy's age; I don't think she would want that placed up for discussion.
The skies outside my office are blue, with a thin haze of clouds. If I were not clear on what day it was, I would almost think it was Spring or Summer, but I hear the heater churning away in my office and I know that the temperature is in the twenties and that there is further a chance of frozen precipitation later in the week. That would be interesting. I wonder what Tex would think about a snowfall. I have had several dogs over the years and some like snow (Molly) and some do not (Georgia). It would be fun to see how he reacts to the sight of snow and sleet.
Well, on to more important things.
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