Wednesday,
January 1, 2003
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we encounter the in-laws on our walk
the character Peter Walsh in Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway It is not enough to be h |
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it's really 2003 We got to bed at a reasonable time. Maybe I drank too much wine. Anyway, I'm fuzzy. Finally I get up and work on this journal and mess around. I'm ready to start an hour dedicated to the budget when SuRu calls. She wants to get something to eat (I'm not really hungry) and she says she has some shopping. I go along to visit. FFP is watching the Horns play LSU in the Cotton Bowl. We are driving up Burnet and decide on the Frisco Shop. We find out they aren't serving breakfast. I get spinach, black-eyed peas and cole slaw and corn bread. SuRu is going to Home Depot to get a quart of paint to try. I go along. I want to buy a certain kind of box at Container Store. We wander Home Depot. I don't buy anything. SuRu gets her quart of paint. Container Store isn't open. In any case, I decide that I won't get the boxes until I get entirely organized to use them. (That should delay it indefinitely.) SuRu decides to go to Circuit City and get some tax software. She ends up buying that and a phone cord. I look at laptops, cell phones, flat panel TVs, organizers. But I'm not really tempted. I do want a laptop but I'm delaying computer purchases. Until. Until something. I'm considering a dog walk and SuRu seems hesitant. After I've convinced FFP, though, she calls and decides to join us. We walk fairly briskly with a brief halt when we encounter the in-laws walking their block and another when Zoey's line manages to catch in a gap between the tail light and bumper of a car. After the owners of the car and all three of us struggle, SuRu finally gets it loose. We all laugh about it. Good thing the folks were nice. This is a danger in eXtreme dog walking and Urban adventuring. Using those long leads...they can tangle on bushes and cars. Never had one get stuck though! Back home I work on the budget, entering the receipts and notes we file as we spend money on restaurants and groceries, the cars, the dog. Then I review our credit cards online to look for things I missed. Then I send FFP an e-mail to get him to look up phone charges, utilities, etc. That only takes a couple of hours. Then I'm feeling good because we are living within our budget it seems.
This evening we are invited to a dinner party. We put together a New Year's gift of a bottle of champagne and set off to find the house in a neighborhood that we don't usually go to. We find it and it's a great house and the guys who live there have done an unbelievable job of decorating for Christmas. The table is set beautifully, the other guests are entertaining and funny. We have wine and then lovely salads and then pasta with choice of clams or chicken. Then coffee, champagne and dessert. All delicious. Then we go outside and visit with the dogs. They are very friendly and since they have been peering in the windows, they are happy to get their pats. A great dinner party to start the new year.
So...do I keep the journal? It seems I made an entry for the first day of the year. I'm thinking that if I can't do a journal entry, how can I seriously try to do other things. Of course, if I didn't do it, maybe I'd be doing those other things. You think? In any case, my new thought of dedicating time to something for at least an hour like I do the workout seems to be a good idea. It helped me get the budget figures done. So there.
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