Your Unemployed Daughter

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It’s sunny and beautiful in New York today. I just finished my karate-esque ass-kicking class of death, and maybe it’s the endorphins or the fact that I didn’t actually die or just that it feels good to be back and doing double roundhouses, but whoo-eee-boy, I am ready to enjoy the rest of 2009.

Seeing as how we only have 5 days left (and I have to substitute managing edit for someone on 3 of them), we better get started.

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photo credit: Jeffrey Guterman

Today’s morning: wake up, make bed, don workout gear, consume coffee, attend spin class with mom, eat, shower. Since then I’ve been holed up in my room trying to get some things done lest next week is a total nightmare. Work, work, work. For an “Unemployed” person, I sure have a lot of work.

But the presents are wrapped, and there is turkey in the oven, and good smells in the house. B&S are here, and there is a general feeling of goodwill and resistance to snap judgments in the air, even if last night I did drink too much wine and made at least one error in judgment, snap or otherwise.

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Today’s Agenda:

8:50 Wake, roll over, swig water from glass beside bed. Check for hangover. I seem good, except for the sore spot on my eyelid where I (stone cold sober) cut it on an opened drawer last night by bending over to retrieve a hair elastic. This house is full of booby traps! Which makes me, I suppose, a booby. Adopt me?

9:15 Swig coffee with purpose. Put on workout clothes. Make bed. Brush teeth. Repeat step 1.

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