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Thursday, March 17, 2016
Happy St. Patricks Day
My Thursday morning began at 10:30 a.m. by calling my mother at work. She had left me a note to do so once I was awake. She wanted to know if I would like to go spend some time at the Pierce House visiting my grandmother. At 10:40 I then started a load of laundry. At 10:50 I then had some fruit while drinking my hot cocoa. After a bowl of cereal and half of an english muffin, I then picked up the kitchen. At 11:10 I had returned to my bedroom so as to brush my teeth then make my bed. At 11:25 I then began to stretch. After doing so, I then put a load of laundry in the dryer. At 11:37 I then continued to stretch. At 11:50 I then did my weight exercises with my upper body. At 12:00 I then put some laundry away before taking a shower. Once I was ready, I had folded some laundry in the dryer and put it away. At 1:15 My mother had taken me to the Pierce House so that I could vist my grandmother. I had arrived at 1:25. At thirty-five minutes my mother had stop by to pick me up. It is a good thing to. They were having a st. Patricks Day celebrations. The noise from the bag pipes would have given me a seizure for sure. I had arrived home at 2:30. Once I had eaten my lunch, I spoke to a friend on the phone before sitting down to type my blog.
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