I woke up with a
I woke up with a sore throat. I don't feel sick, so I am assuming it has to do with the problems I had yesterday morning on the way to work combined with the cold air. I always ride pretty aggressively on the way to work, so I huff and puff quite a bit. It's not that I'm out of shape or anything... I just push myself. The forecast calls for thunderstorms today, so I called Joe to carpool. He was still in bed asleep... which means we'll be late for work. I hate being late for anything. If it's just me, I am always on time or early... just a personality quirk. I have this stack of bills that are usually due about 2 weeks earlier than the printed due date on the invoices. Is this a holiday tactic? I have to work late tonight. It's a completely different feeling when you wake up in the morning knowing that you are going to stay late in the office than when you are running up against the end of the day and realize you have to stay a little longer. Ugh! It's cold here... and I don't just mean the temperature. Why do I have so many keys? Where did all these keys come from? What do they all unlock? I need to move. I'm sick of my house. I like the location and there are some great things about it... like the huge plate glass windows looking into the back yard... or the size of the rooms... but I would do it all differently if I built it. I'm not awake.
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