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Thursday, November 10, 2005 

Day 54 and 55: I'm a corrections officer - just clowning around...

It seems I am falling behind - keeping up with posting every day is not easy these days...

Today and tomorrow are ped days - non-working ones - but of course I spent a good part of the day correcting. A pathetic corrections officer - not the type that keeps an eye on dangerous prisoners, but rather the type who should have a red pen permanently inserted into her right hand... that and a caffeine IV in the left arm because I am constantly fighting off sleep these days...

I also feel like the clown of the house, as I am juggling the laundry, the cooking, the cleaning, the kids and whatever else comes up - while dear hubby hides in the basement and plays a loud tape that sounds like a cement drill...

A cemment drill tape....hmmmmm.....I need to get me one of those.

Perhaps I should make a copy and sell it over the net... I never realized there was a market for this type of sound...

Seems like you and I had the same thing in mind for our day off. We must get a life..

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