Thursday, March 10, 2011

Crossroads





Dear Santa...
I should have known you'd have all sorted out sometime before Easter, you do and it's unbelievable :-)
All changes on New Year's Day, new spring new life and all that jazz.

I'M FLOORED! I'M SPEECHLESS!

Now it's time for me to push and pull myself and my stuff through the door you just opened.
To work, to work...
Oh, my...

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