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Thursday, June 25, 2015
Writing out a poem in my notebook of poetry
My Thursday morning began at 7:50 a.m. by going to the laundry room to start a load of laundry. After doing so, I had returned to the kitchen to eat some fruit and to drink my hot cocoa. I then toasted an english to go along with my bowl of cerea. At 8:20 I then brushed my teeth and shaved. After doing so, I had gone back out into the kitchen at 9:30 so as to start the dishwasher. At 9:40 I then began to walk out in the front yard. I did so until 10:10. I then went back inside to my bedroom to put clean sheets on my bed, thus continuing to make it. After doing so, I then began to stretch. I then hung the sheets out to dry. At 10:30 I had preceded with my weight workout. After doing so, I had sat down to write one of my most recent poems I had written into my red notebook. At 11:08 I had gone back out into the kitchen to empty the dishwasher, thus putting the dish's away. At 11:26 I had sat down to write two poems for poetry group on Monday. After doing so, I had called my grandmother to see how she how she was doing. At 11:40 I had then hung another load of laundry to dry. At 12:00 I had then made myself a sandwich for lunch. Once I had finished eating, I then lied down to rest. I had slept until 2:15 before getting up. I then took the laundry in off the clothing line and rack to be put away. My mother had arrived home shortly after I had did so. I then made myself a root beer float to drink. I then took a shower before talking to a friend on the telephone. At 4:37 I then had filled my pill containers for the week. At 5:00 I then sat down to eat my dinner. At 5:30 I then called grandmother before typing my daily blog entree.
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