Is it 10 yet?

[susandennis]

My date with Rosie isn't until 10 and I'm not used to having pre-gym time to fill in the mornings.  So I'm killing time doing this and that.  I took a load of Goodwill stuff down to the car and brought up a nice hard plastic bin.

My hallway is lined with shelves that hold all manner of wonderful photos and memories and some kitchen stuff and... well... lots of stuff.  Over the past couple of years since the shelves were put in, the collection of stuff has grown and it's time to thin.  Years ago, my Mom's decorator - our beloved Reggie - told Mom to go through her house and collect up half of all the standing photos, little sculptures, and bric a brac and store them for a year.  Then swap the ones in storage with the one that are out.  It was a great trick.  We got what felt like a whole new look every year. 

So this week I'm going to Reggie-ize the shelves.  Half is going to go into hiding for a year.  I remembered this morning that I thought had the perfect plastic bin for the job in the storage area in the garage and, sure enough, I did.  I'm going to have to dig out the ladder, too.  And then dust.  Whew. 

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The sound check started at 8 this morning and continues.  I don't think the End starts until 10.  I have no clue what the bands sound like.  I am a music - especially rock music after 1971 - idiot.  Guess I'll find out today.

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I have one really complicated web page to build for work today and a handful of pages to clean up.  A ballgame to watch at noon.  I need to reconcile Money.

Otherwise, it's just regular Saturday stuff.  And Sunday.  Tomorrow is a home Seahawks game.  I need to go to Costco but I think we're going to hold off that trip until next week when the 'hood clears out a bit.

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It's now 9:50.  If I walk over to the gym really really really sloooooooooooowly....