Peace out, February

I thought that January was kind of a crappy month. And then February happened and I thought that February was kind of a crappy month, too.

I'm all about easing in to the greatness that I am certain that you'll achieve, 2013, but how about we get on it?

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Just a few minutes ago, I realized that I haven't gone on a run or otherwise properly exercised since last week. Could that be why this week has seemed so unbearable? That could be why this week has seemed so unbearable.

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I have one day remaining in my dogsitting duties and, as I am off of work today, it is time for me to clean up the filthy mess that I have made of my mother's house. I collected up all of my dirty clothes off of the bathroom floor and transported them down to the washing machine.

Only to find the washing machine full.

Of a load of laundry that Meg did. On Sunday.

Disgusting.

Smelly abandoned clean clothes disgusting.

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You know what else I find disgusting? The screen of my iPad.

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The most awesome part about Lucy being pregnant -- other than the little guy -- is that she and Chet are totally up for eating anything. They're good, healthy eaters most of the time. But they're not turning down dessert and I love it.

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Speaking of dessert: I think I'm going to make a pie or three this weekend. It just sounds good.