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Nigglies

Monday, Sept. 10, 2007 - 1:16 a.m.

Sunday was one of those sneaky days that just sort of tossed itself over us like a favorite old comforter.

I got up too early in the morning, but I had to: My ostomy appliance was hinting that it was going to be heading to heaven any moment, so I had to glurg around and wake up completely before I could take the old one off and put the new one on. It's a process, and there has to be concentration and precision with each step taken.

So, after that, I was too wide awake to go back to sleep. John woke up in about a half hour after I did, and we noodled around and started breakfast.

Breakfast was another excellent batch of waffles.

Excellent -- but the carbs caught up with me in the early afternoon, so I slept.

Before I knew it, it was time to eat dinner. John had been to the grocery store during my nap, so the fridge was replenished, and we had more fish and chips.

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It didn't feel like much got accomplished, but as I look around, I do see that things got done. Just that niggly stuff that only I would notice; the area around my recliner is decent again, and I've sorted and tossed my junk mail, and broken down the boxes that my waffle iron and curlers arrived in.

You know. Niggly stuff.

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I found this on Monday Madness:

Finish each item so that it's a compound word. My answers appear below each item

1. GROUND_________
hog

2. FIRE_________
break

3. HOUSE_________
guest

4. OVER_________
leaf

5. SUN_________
screen

6. UNDER_________
belly

7. OUT_________
house

8. SOME_________
where

Link to the left, and also up above to the specific meme.

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Okay. Enough niggles for a day. Try and have a good Monday.

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