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Learning Experience

A grilled chicken wrap is not powerful enough to quell a genuine, intensely felt craving for a Wendy's cheeseburger with bacon. Not on its best day.

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Turns out that shopping at the mall with your daughter is a pretty good time when you can try on cool clothes and they actually fit. I'd completely forgotten, but lemme tell ya. That feeling IS powerful enough to quell any Wendy's craving, intensely felt or otherwise, any day of the week.

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Blockbuster Video thinks it's perfectly okay to let a 17 year-old commit to a long term rental program and to subsequently deduct $29 from his mother's debit card on the 10th of each month without her consent. Or at least they thought so until today.

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I've moved approximately fifteen times in my adult life. We're moving our office - for the second time in a year - this weekend. Just because you are well practiced at a thing does not mean it gets any easier. Or any more fun.

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The move comes at a time when we are at our busiest, and we're losing a day this week because of it. That said, I have a 'Get Out of Jail Free' card, good all day Friday. What to do, what to do...mwahahaha.

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There are people in this world I will never understand. I think that is as it was intended to be, part of some grand plan. Because these tend to be the very same people I will never care to understand. A coincidence? I'd like to think not.

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My horoscope today advised: 

An invitation to take off for parts unknown is tempting, but you've got something wonderful going on romantically, and with what the heavens are up to now, you really should stay close to home. 

Here's a little secret sort of a thing I've never told anyone, living or dead. Back when, I used to have an elaborate escape plan. I knew where I was going, how I was going to live, the phone number of a landlord in Vermont, the rental rate on a three room bungalow on a country road, ways to prevent anyone from finding me, how much cash I needed up front and where it was coming from, when the time came.

It never did.

But I still have the plan.

And now you know.

Comments

Since I carry my passport for ID (my driver's license expired years ago, and since I live in New York, feh, never did anything about it), I sometimes think to myself, I've got passport and credit card. I can bolt any time I want to. Not that I would. But it's nice to know I could.

I forget sometimes that I'm living in my plan. How weird.

But thank you for reminding me.

That you have a plan is so remarkable to me...I have absolutely no plan right now...except to try to make it through each day...enjoying these blogs that Margi sent me to visit!

There are days when I STG you are writing a post for me.

And, instead of enthusiastically saying "ME TOO!" for about the zillionth time, I will just

{{{ hug }}}

Thank you.

If you ever happen to make it up here to Vermont, look me up...we'll do a non-Wendys lunch...;)

I wish I had a plan. Then again, I don't think I've ever been anywhere that you could escape from.

Sometimes having the escape plan in place is all it takes to keep you from having to use it.

Oh, there are SO many people I don't understand. I just don't get it. But... I decided just because they want to have a bad day I don't have to tag along. ;)

Years ago my brother did the same Blockbuster bit to my folks.

If I understood the people that I cannot (for the life of me!!) understand, it would worry me greatly.

I had to laugh at the Blockbuster thing. Back in the 80's, my kids decided to have their portrait taken to give me for Christmas. They stole my Ivey's credit card out of my wallet, had the photos taken and charged them to me because they couldn't pay for they all at once. My daughter intercepted the bills every month and made payments, but little did she know, I would charge stuff there and she would end up paying for my stuff too. I never even realized I wasn't getting the Ivey's bill until after they finished paying for the photos. I was really mad at Ivey's for letting them use my card for that. They should never have accepted that card without my approval.

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