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Came across this from December 1998

September 14th, 2006 at 07:04 pm

I was trying to write my annual Christmas letter. I was 25 and really in debt!

Here it is:
Why I Just Can't Die Today
(Not that I'd Planned to Anyway)[b]

My debts aren't paid,
my bed's unmade,
My desk's a mess--
I do confess!

I've dirty shirts
and rumpled skirts,
Dying plants,
Die now--I can't!

I have to get my life in line-
I've got to have a bit more time...
To clean the tub and file my taxes,
Write Christmas cards and fax my faxes...

To call my mother, sweep the floor,
Oil the hiings on my back door.
I'll start today, I really will
Then you can take me, spill for spill.

But I must warn, if you take me "up there,"
I'm a mess, I tell you, so Heaven Beware!

December 10, 1998

Needless to say, I didn't use it in my Christmas cards, but it kinda made me laugh a bit today when I saw it.
Update related to my recent blogs:
I now have an appointment with a therapist for Monday morning at 10:30AM. Tomorrow the movers come for 1000 lbs worth of stuff for DHs apartment. Still tons to do... oh well!