How'd that happen? My stinking dial-up connection, for one. Remember when that seemed like the height of technology? Now, it's the bane of my existence. Turns out my family is truly Internet-addicted.
We're talking to a pool guy about--a pool. I can't wait. Water makes me think like a writer. Water makes me creative and swimming makes me a nicer person! :-) How lovely will it be to stroll from my knotted-up thoughts in my office to the pool out back to swim out the answer? We've been planning this for twenty years. What'll we plan now? ;-)
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