AVERAGE SHELF LIFE OF A PROMISE
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AVERAGE SHELF LIFE OF A PROMISE.
Three Weeks.
Yup, that is it. After three weeks the promise begins to reek real bad and it sends out these waves of putrifaction.
I had always thought of things from the create a new habit/break a habit point of view.
This is the version where nothing is created or destroyed.
Except trust, of course.
Can you guess what I am talking about here? No, not my new urge to have a six pack belly by the fourth of July. Yes, the repeat performance of rainman in a play called "I just can't be real".
UGH!
Have I mentioned that both of rainman's parents are currently hospitalized and I am the one trying to give moral supprot to my sister-in-law while she tries to learn how to deal with elderly parents with health issues.
Do I really need someone else who needs something form me in my life right now?
Don't get me wrong. I called rocketman sunday night asking if he would call the poor thing and give her a bit of moral support since no one else is but me. I will try to help. I just get a bit bonked by the neverending parade of needy people I am confronted with daily. (while at no time am I allowed to be needy, believe me I have tried).
Anyway, I made cheddar cheese today and set up my tables with the cool fabric I found over the weekend for table clothes and the baskets and enamelware I will be using to display my cheese and offer samples. It looked very nice together. I have a bit more to do but it is slowly comming together.
Sprinkles is showing early signs that her babes will be comming soon. I put the baby monitor in the barn last night and will continue with it until they arrive. I am going to cry when this goat has her babies. She is the coolest most trusting and loving creature.
Off to sleep I have a full day tomorrow.
written at 8:36 p.m.
2003-05-06
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