The Week in Review
Near Death Experience
They are doing some really great improvements in my hallway at work this week. There has been a lot of hammering and sawing and one unfortunate freak accident in which no one was hurt, but I saw my life flash before my eyes. The ceiling in the office across from me "collapsed" with a fairly large crash. Needless to say I was shaken up and the accounting crew called my Chicken Little for the rest of the day.
Near Roadkill Experience
I nearly hit a three legged dog. He's a neighborhood dog, which has already been maimed. I call him Tripod in my head and I nearly killed him completely this week.
Near Nervous Breakdown
I had a kind of stressful week, but thanks to my new hot pink koosh stress ball I feel 100% better. I've named it "xanax" or Xany for short.
Near Immature Response
I'm being persecuted. It's least that's how it feels lately. I've had trouble reigning in my response to my own offense. I'm offended when people don't like me, when they don't like my expression of Christianity. I'm also challenged to live it better, to make it my own, to have a real reason for my faith. That's a good thing, but it's taken me a few days to calm down and get some perspective.
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Kristen? Is this actually the Kristen Anderson??? It's Sarah Shiner. I confess I have been searching for you...and wasn't sure it was you until I saw the pictures of your brother. wow - I think he was in 8th grade the last time I saw him....
Anyways, I just moved and was going through old letters and found some of ours....reading them brought back a lot.
Hope all is well. I don't really know if catch up is reasonable, but would love to know how you are...where you are. Email me if you want - sarahrcrane@gmail.com (my married name...yeah....I guess it has been a long time). :)
Oh Dearest Sarah,
I can't believe it's you. It's been forever. Now I just can't stop smiling thinking about all the coffee and tea we used to drink. You're married? That is sooo great... Alright I'm going to stop blogging all this sentimental excitement and email you.
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