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Sadness

It's been a slow blogging week because nothing much is happening. Yesterday I updated my FB status proclaiming I didn't care if it rained all weekend. Basically this was completely true. When it's nice outside, I really don't feel like doing the chores that need to get done inside, and my bathroom needed cleaned. I admitted that I kind of wanted a bit of rain over the weekend while I was getting acupuncture. My acupuncturist found this selfish and said I should go home and get the cleaning done, so I had the weekend open. Finding truth in this statement, I updated my FB status again, "Mary Moeller had to have her right hand amputated and needs help cleaning her house especially the bathroom. Can you help?" Can you imagine my sadness when no one volunteered to help? I have a hand amputated, and no one will help me clean my bathroom. I thought I had better friends. Today I'm still dealing with the complete depression caused by my friends' insensitivity. No one would help me? At least my hand miraculously regenerated itself and the bathroom is clean.

Oh, that isn't all that causes sadness this weekend. It seems the "I hope it rains all weekend" thing bit me in the butt. As I was walking in for Bodypump, the clouds let loose, and I entered the YWCA drenched. The good news is that miraculously a pint of Danish Nut Roll from Sebastian Joe's ended up in my freezer along with a Snickerdoodle cookie from The Wedge.

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