I don't feel like cleaning...
like I ever do. But today is different. I don't feel like cleaning (nothing new there) so I'm going boogie boarding. Who cares if it will cost a bundle in gas to get there? Who cares if John's giving a lesson on dutch oven cooking tomorrow evening and have no where to cook with a dutch oven? Who cares if there are a million (well, maybe not quite that many) projects I've started and never finished and could get a lot more done if I stayed home? Who cares if John's car won't start and there's no apparent reason why? Who cares if I don't answer my phone because we only have a cell phone and have been out of minutes since last Thursday and won't have any more until this Thursday? Who cares? Well, I do...just a little...but not enough to stay home. No way. Those waves are calling. And I'm answering.
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I love boogie boarding!! I wish I could come!