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HAPPY
i know my life is in chaos when I have to separate my old newspapers from the dirty clothes I've carried (really, have THROWN) down the stairs in the hot pink bag which usually contains dry cleaning ready to go to the cleaners. I know my world is veering off course when my extra-long telephone cord suddenly becomes imbeded in the wheels of my desk chair without warning. And I know it's out of control when I open the washer to remove a wet load, only to find a (now clean} red plastic drinking cup on top of the wet cothes! But I know emphatically that it's MY LIFE, warts, cups, and all, and I am happy!
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