2.12.2002

More than once during the day I'll go to throw something away and realize that my trash can is in the next cube over. I did this because I used to have Alice here with me, and even until the very end of her life, she had great skills at getting into things, especially trash. Now she's not here but I still want the reminder that my life was at one time, part of hers.

In other news, I saw my first wrinkles today in the corners of my eyes. Does that mean I'm a grown up? Next stop: 401k withdrawl!

posted by Liz at 5:34 PM

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