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responsible woman

A cobble by itself is just a small stone, but when many of them lay together they create a path . My life is made up of many discrete parts. I have to find ways to fit them all into place so that I can continue to journey where I desire to go. This journal records some of the cobbles that create my path.

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The cat looked up at me and let forth a particularly long and insistent Meow. I followed her as she led me to Kiki’s bed, where Kiki was not sleeping. You see our cat usually sleeps with Kiki, but Kiki is away at a convention with her dad. In her absence our cat has decided that I am the best substitute and I should sleep in Kiki’s bed. That did not happen. I slept quite comfortably in my own bed, in the one room where the cat is not allowed to go. For some reason the cat respects this invisible line in the doorway to my bedroom. She curls up on the carpet just outside my bedroom door and sleeps there. There is going to be a very happy kitty on Monday when my daughter comes home.

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“I really just want to go with you.” Patch said with his eyebrows furrowed. We were talking about going to see Wreck-It Ralph, a movie that all of my kids want to see. Patch knew the other kids would want to see it, and he felt conflicted for wanting to leave them out, but he really wanted it to be just a special time where he had my full attention. I gave him a hug and told him it was fine. So today Patch and I will go to a movie. Then I’ll probably see the movie again when I take the other kids. I hope I like Wreck-It Ralph.

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I meant for this morning to be focused with chores and leaf raking. Instead, I’ve slept late and barely begun my work. Perhaps I’ll find high gear later in the day.

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