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Recovery

After a month of trips to multiple states for presentations (VT, CO, TN, NY, DE, MD, CT) and a few visits to my family to help out with my mom's cancer treatments, as they say in the UK, I am shattered! Wiped out.

This morning after 11 hours sleep, I had to get out of bed or die of kidney faliure. I felt fuzzy and sepia toned. So with my new hat that I bought in Colorado and a pot of green tea, I attempt to piece myself back together. I have no plans all week, just relax and maybe vacuum.

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Anonymous said…
have a good week....could you vacuum at my house too!...cause I just hate having to do it.
3:26 PM
Christine Bakke said…
nice hat. When you're done vacuuming, come on back over to CO. Bring the vacuum cleaner and the tea. ;)
5:09 PM
Anonymous said…
You can vacuum any time you want in Philadelphia -- the offer is always open! :-)

Tom D.
7:22 AM
Peterson Toscano said…
what you do not understand is that to vacuum requires all of my concentrated powers and the full engagement of my will.

in other words it is questionabe that I will get to my own vacuuming, but I am certain that I will never get to any of yours. :-)
9:45 AM
Contemplative Activist said…
Like the hat!

Enjoy your week at home :)
5:44 PM
Anonymous said…
Dare I say this? I really really really like the first pic.

Peace
11:01 PM
Jonathan said…
Enjoy some rest and relaxation! It does the heart good!

j.
2:19 PM
Valorie said…
Let's trade! I'll vacuum your house, if you'll do mine!
2:57 AM
SoulPony said…
I love your pictures. I had rather see a little softness in pictures than everything drowning in a flash.

Wood floors, that's the answer. I'd rather sweep 10 times than have to vacuum once.
9:20 AM
Peterson Toscano said…
Bob, um, is that humor? I

t is a tea cup that I "retched" up thank you very much. I store them in my second stomach and cough them up when I need to serve tea. You should see where I keep my chopsticks.
3:56 PM
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