Found

July 24, 2011

I found my owl covered notebook that holds my list.

You remember, I hope. The list of good things. Mostly small, but good nonetheless.

I remember putting it aside one day. I kept repeating the same things. Well my life curved and swerved a bit since then. I strolled past some new things:

ink wells

turquoise fountain pens

80’s themed parties

do-it-yourself watercolor postcards

brown craft paper

empathy

watching people rediscover typewriters

parents teaching their kids what typewriters are

If you can’t tell… I’m enjoying my new job.

Happy Sunday

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July 19, 2011

“

“Where do you keep your cigars?”
Courtney asks.

Without missing a beat,
Meg replies, “In a pouch.”

WHAT?

I found this written down in an old journal. And it makes me so excited to see these girls again.

Duh.

”

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I confess

July 18, 2011

So I was wrong.

I went back on my “only 2 years in Colorado” mantra I chanted awhile back.

A man, buying a card for this wife yesterday looked up and me said, “Key to marriage girl… admit when you’re wrong.”

We’re not married, but I admit it… I was wrong.

I signed another lease.

I’m a Boulderite another 12 months. 

And I’m feeling pretty good about it.

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