GFD: Gone For the Day


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GFD at work means “Gone For the Day.”

I have a self-imposed obligation to blog every day this year. I just got home from work. It’s early. It’s still morning. Despite my mind trying to control my matter, the rest of my body won out so here I am. My desk at work is about as far as one can be from a bathroom.

And that’s all I need to say about that.

In the meantime, yesterday’s blog entry really stirred up some thoughtful responses. It’s at the bottom of my home page. I’ll try to resume my routine tomorrow with some other morsels for you to mull in your minds. That is if my body gets itself back in order!

Love,
me.

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By lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.

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