Ugh. My head hurts. I spent all of yesterday cleaning out the corpses of four moves — college, NYC, Sarasota and Australia. I’ve filled Five black garbage bags of items to go to Goodwill and four black garbage bags of trash. And I’m not even a third done.

Diversion enough, I think. That, and lobster tail. I think Sailor Boy and I are going to have a board-game-marathon New Year. With champagne. And prime rib.

2 Responses to “Bring Out Your Dead”
  1. Larissa says:

    Happy New Year! My head hurts, too, but now it’s because I have a hangover! *g*

  2. Diana Peterfreund says:

    Good for you! I limited intake last night so I could start the New year on a positive foot. I love your Call Bottle idea, though. I’m totally going for one this year — and I’m going ot drink it before December 31st!

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