I have been a bit worried that last few weeks. My journal was lost. I was beginning to think it had been taken. I can’t imagine why anyone would want to take it. I’m sure it would be the most boring reading in the world, but I had looked everywhere and was beginning to think someone must have it. It didn’t help that someone left me a note in my office the other day. The note was actually written using my label maker that is kept in the keyboard cubby of my desk. It said, “Ha Haaaaaaaa you’ve been shacked!!!!!” I’m not sure what shacked means, but I was beginning to convince myself that it must mean, “I came in and took your journal off your desk!” After talking to Beth about it and feeling a little guilty that I actually thought someone would take it, I decided to search the cars one more time. There it was, under a stack of hockey jerseys in the trunk of Bill’s car. I am so excited to have it back. I feel like I should go and apologize to those few whose names were in the back of my mind each time I thought it had been taken, but I am relieved to have my dear friend safely by my side again.





April 13, 2008 at 1:28 pm
YIPPEE! I know you feel complete again.