Broken Stuff

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It seems like the last couple weeks is about broken stuff. Angie was rear ended on her way to work. The car is broken. The refrigerator also decided to croak. Trying to catch up, gain back lost ground. We have a new car, very similar to the rudely smashed up car. I had it shipped from Texas. Also have a new a new fridge and backup freezer and fridge. Spring is very sprung. The pollen seems worse that usual this year. In Atlanta we complain about the traffic and the pollen, neither one is really as bad as we say.

Well I am down in Florida. This is day two of the meeting. I decided to skip the golf/fishing excursions scheduled for tommorow. We are short handed. I will help rip the booths down and do what needs to be done.

I have a very active imagination. I have a tendancy to get carried away with thoughts about things I am doing right and wrong. Bonnie tells me to relax. Telling me to relax does little to help me relax, though. I seem to have a habit of thinking the worst out of situations sometimes. I think that perhaps I have always been that way. I think I may be well enough adjusted nowadays, that I notice these feelings more.

I will fly home Sunday Morning.

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