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Five Things

Stolen from another blog...

What were you doing 5 years ago?
More or less what I'm doing now, except with one 1.5 year old instead of a 6.5 year old and an almost-3 year old. Yay for progress.

What are five things on your to-do list for today?

1. Make a to-do list.
2. Transfer money for bill-paying purposes.
3. Write something on the blog. (Check!)
4. Vacuum living room rug (won't get done).
5. Avoid pan of brownies in kitchen.

What are five snacks you enjoy?
1. Grapes
2. Pineapple
3. Cashews or pecans
4. Baby carrots
5. Cheetos. (Who am I kidding with 1-4?)

What are five of your bad habits?

1. Mindless eating.
2. Avoiding housework.
3. Procrastination.
4. Mindless spending.
5. Too much blog reading.

What are five places where you have lived?

1. Panhandle of Texas
2. San Antonio
3. Norwich, England
4. Carrboro, NC
5. Present Town, NC

What are five jobs you've had?

1. Babysitter
2. Library assistant
3. Insurance company receptionist
4. Data entry
5. Wed Editor

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