I have to prepare our tax paperwork to bring to the accountant. I am running very late. I have yet to do my father's taxes. I finally got my doctor to write the letter for the Armenian adoption. Now, I have to complete the rest of the documents, have them notarized and run to Boston tomorrow afternoon for an apostille, provided that I pushed out a lot of work out of guilt for leaving work early. It is 5 am. If I do not do the laundry now, I will have nothing to wear. Meanwhile, I have to watch my health. Diet, exercise, meditation, or the doctor will no longer recommend me.
I have tried to fill my week with workout appointments.
That is all. Today's post was about whining. The next one will be more positive as the weekend is approaching fast.

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