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Feels Like Thanksgiving

Sandra Tayler's Journal

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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.

Feels Like Thanksgiving

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Somehow it got to be 9pm and I find that I am glad that I bought pumpkin pies when I was at the grocery store, else I would feel compelled to be baking them right now. What I want to do right now is watch some TV show and eat. All the hours of my day got used up. They were used well, but they’re gone now, and so is my energy. So instead of a focused and composed set of thoughts on the advent of Thanksgiving, I have a rambling series of thoughts instead.

I drove six hours yesterday to fetch Kiki from college. We talked all the way home about everything and nothing. Kiki has two more weeks in her semester after this weekend. Beyond that she has a new semester and a new roommate that she picked for herself. She’ll have new classes and new challenges. She’s excited for all of it. She’s also excited to be at home, even though she’s sleeping in the concrete room that used to be my shipping room.

Kiki came with me to the warehouse today. She helped me put orders into packages. We sent out all of the unsketched complicated orders to international destinations. The remainder of the unsketched orders will go out the day after Thanksgiving, along with the first accumulation of holiday orders. Working with Kiki made me so glad to have her and to have the warehouse.

The first thing I did this morning was have a cover conversation for the Strength of Wild Horses book. Angela has struggled with it because I wasn’t able to articulate what I want the cover to be. I finally did that this morning and I think the result will be delightful. It is also possible that I paged through all the original art just because it is here and I could. Angela’s pictures make me happy.

Despite all of the work things, today had a holiday feel. Some part of my brain knows that tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I’m glad.

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