Quickly, Quickly, all things go

I wrote a second draft of a poem,

in a new journal that my husband and I write 

notes to each other in,

often funny ditties that rhyme.

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My cousin comes tomorrow.

We are trying to get the futon back in order.

Its not cooperating. 

My husband dreams of days and days to do taxes and finish

but he does not even get a day, maybe an afternoon.

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I ordered a fall/spring black trench coat,

I have the black dress and shrug that I wanted,

I am going to be home while Mr Husband is still in NJ

and my Mom and I plan on a little shopping...

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It's going to be a busy few weeks and 

I don't know if I will be able to blog much,

so if I don't write here,

don't worry,

it's just that I am visiting family and 

enjoying time with all of them.