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Have I mentioned that I love doing laundry? Well, it’s true. I pretty much love everything about it: the sorting, the measuring, the folding. I love the sense of renewal promised by a drawer full of clean socks and underwear. I love doing laundry at home, and I even enjoy spending time at laundromats (unless […]
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I was in kind of a crummy mood when I left work today. No particular reason, just one of those days. As I breezed through the lobby I noticed a guy at the front desk that I didn’t recognize and I just blew right by. A mumbled “Have a good one” followed me as the […]
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I was so excited to see that it was still broad daylight when I left the office at 5:00. I mean, BROAD daylight. Broad as a barn. Even little bits of sun peeking through the clouds. I had parked a dozen blocks away so I could get a little walk in. Actually, that’s a lie. […]
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Dillon Beach, California. Day 23 of My Month of Hundreds. The day is socked in with fog, and the sky and water come together at the horizon in a gray blur. My friend Neysa’s grandfather and uncles built this amazing house in the 1960’s and the family uses it for weekend and vacation getaways. She […]
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Day 4 of 31 October days. October, my Month of Hundreds. I spent almost the whole day in either a building or my car, and I was starting to wonder how I was going to pull off my $100 give. This afternoon I drove down Stark Street into Gresham. That is one sad trek past […]
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