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Twenty

If you were worried that I would be embarrassed by milk rings on my refrigerator’s bottom shelf when a guest helps herself to the half-and-half next Thursday, don’t be. I emptied the whole thing out and gave it a good scrubbing today.

If you are afraid that the 4-6 inches of snow that is supposed to fall in the wee hours of the morning will kill my violets, fear not, I’ve got them covered.

If you’ve been biting your nails, holding your breath and hoping against hope that there will NOT be an unsightly gap on day 20 of my NaBloPoMo calendar, you can breathe easy.

Goodnight.

 

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6 thoughts on “Twenty

  1. Really Cute. When we don’t have anything particular to say, it often makes for the best posts. Once when I was doing the national poetry writing month challenge, I got home at 11:30 at night with nothing posted yet for that day’s challenge. So I wrote a whole poem about running late and barely getting the words on paper before the clock struck twelve. It’s still a favorite of mine.

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