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Bliss.

I'm home.

And I get to stay home.

All day.

Haven't been able to do that for weeks.

I'm basking in it.

The weekend was great. I got some 30 scrapbook pages done. And enjoyed the laughter and goofiness of my companions... it was good. I'll try to post some pages later today perhaps.

Asia's in Seattle, or somewhere this week.

I think even the dog is happy. Love that she sleeps in her chair next to me on lazy mornings like this.

Have a lovely Monday, my friends.
Celebrate the normal.

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  1. Anonymous10:54 AM

    It's SO amazing to have those days off with absolutely nothing required of you. Did you stay in your jammies, Cath? Hmm? I stay in my jammies at every opportunity, sometimes even when I have to go out!

    Happy day...

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  2. Anonymous2:10 PM

    "Celebrate the normal"
    Great thougtht Cath - I like that!
    So often we think we have to be doing something special to be able to celebrate. Our "daily life" should be celebrated more.

    It was a great weekend. Thanks for all the fun !

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  3. 30 pages- holy geez- you were productive!

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  4. I was going to say the same thing as Susie! :0)

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