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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Cleaning up the mess of my desk
Leigh-Ann set up my laptop so I can use my normal keyboard (yay!), my normal monitor (yay!) and my normal mouse (triple yay!), but my desk is such a mess of icky paperwork (boo!) that I’m having to stack it in various places in the bedroom to get it off my desk so that the laptop can sit on my desk, out of the way.
I was going through one particular stack and amongst the unpaid bills, I found some childhood birthday cards, my notes from my Wills & Trusts class (very tidy and nicely highlighted!) when I went to paralegal school, a newspaper article my brothers wrote for a local newspaper when my softball team won a national championship in 1978, an A- paper from my English class in 10th grade (ugh, hated that class, but my handwriting looked kind of nice then) about that softball tournament, my MRI results from 2.5 years ago (not good, and sadly after a bad night’s sleep, my back/leg feel somewhat similar to then), and the Valley Conference Individual Events Champions Track & Field Meet from June 1974. My mom wrote in the result of the track meet - I was only in two events, the 440 yd (now 400m) relay where we came in second (but my mom wrote in “Fastest 110, anyone on track” - so, yay me…I wasn’t especially fast, but my block starts were unrivaled, man) and the 4lb shot put, where I came in second. The league record was 26’9” and I did my personal best of 28.1 1/2, but damn that Sandy Jaramillo, improving on her record to 33.2 3/4. My defense, she was twice my size (or so it seemed to me when I was 9), but ha!, I’ll bet I’m twice her size now. That was my last year of track, I think - I quit track to play softball. Track meets are all day events, which are super boring (and hot!) for your families who have to sit in the stands and wait for your events to be called. My brothers were much happier to attend and/or coach my softball teams versus going to my track meets. Can’t blame ‘em. Mostly what I remember about track was getting tasty oranges at each meet. I had fun, but I had more fun playing softball.
That ends our travels through my most interesting stack of stuff on my desk. The rest of it is mostly mail (and dustballs!) that needs to be shredded. Because of the cats, we haven’t done much shredding and it’s gotten stacked up super high and tippy. Now, it would be handy to have one of those commercial shredders for a day.
It’s kind of sad how far we have to reach to have something to post every day for NaBloPoMo, huh? My apologies.
Updated: I’m sure none of you are interested, but my family reads my blog and I think they’ll be proud to know that 34 years later, Sandy’s record still stands, and as far as I can tell, I’m still 2nd, but the history books don’t remember the kid that came in second to the record holder. The records…oops, I was looking at 1998. In 2001, some girl beat me by 9 inches, but Sandy’s record stands. Still, why are they letting other second place kids show up in the record books when I didn’t get to? Totally not fair!
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