Thursday, December 13, 2012

Friday, December 13, 1991

On Barb's last day, I wonder how much more hectic mornings will be as a result of her absence.  Actually, I look forward to mornings without her oppressive presence.  I drive Andy to daycare and then spend an hour in my office catching up.  The rest of the day is spent weeding the fiction collection. I start at the end of the alphabet and work my way to the beginning of S.  I even get started on the mystery fiction.

JoAnna and I attend the Broydrick Christmas party.  They have a packed house, and in spite of not knowing the majority of people there, I manage to have a good time.  We arrive at 7 and stay until 9.

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