I was scrolling through forums on absolutewrite.com and instead of "Ask the Agent" I read "Ask the Therapist." Maybe the Universe is throwing a hint.
My new washing machine informs me of the end of the cycle with a nice melody, instead of a simple boring beep. This is rather delightful.
The phone company screwed up, and we won't have the phone connected for another week. I'm enjoying it.
MS Word keeps highlighting in red "I'm enjoying it," and I'm too sleepy to figure out if there's anything wrong or Word is messing with my mind. We are back to square one: maybe I need a therapist.
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