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Wednesday's discomfort is nothing but a vague fuzz in my brain. I knew that having a bad short term memory would come in handy some day.

Went to town to pay my bills. Two kids gave me the eye, which was flattering in a bizarre kind of way.

I'm still on schedule. I don't feel as if I get enough work done (the day should really have 36 hours!), but I am doing more or less as much as I possibly can - and certainly a lot more than I would be doing if it hadn't been for the schedule. I know it's silly after just 4 hours of exercise, but I feel slimmer. C thinks I look slimmer, but at the same time tells me that I will probably not see any measurable results for the first three months. THREE MONTHS! *sigh*

Ideas for the Hunt are just falling like manna from heaven - and I have no time to implement them. It's very, very frustrating. The Roses will come here tomorrow afternoon. We haven't seen them since before Christmas and are looking forward to their visit. So there will be no writing tomorrow, as I need to tidy the place. Perhaps Sunday? *closes ears to groans of we've heard that before and jumps back to the schedule*

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Phew. It's 19:00 and I'm finishing for today. That is, I still have to fix dinner and hang up the laundry, but apart from that the evening is MINE! MINE! *bwahahahaha*

I've had some really nice customer feed-back these last few days. Makes me feel fuzzy and warm - plus it puts a big grin on my face.