Well, as the headline states, Bandit's story is here. *huge sigh*
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I hope with all that's in me that it's everything you've been waiting for. Admittedly, I'm partial to it because I love the characters. Bandit is just a good guy, and Skye is a sweet woman with curves. I think they compliment each other so well. 

I hate cleaning house. I hate it. It's not a one and done type thing, ya know? Sweeping, mopping, wiping down counters, and all that jazz. It'd be different if I could put saran wrap over things. You know, as they did in the '70s. I really think they were ahead of their time. Granted, one drink spill on the saran-wrapped floor, and you'd either be playing Twister or slip and slide. Talk about throwin' a hip!

It's my oldest's birthday party on Saturday. So, we're getting the house ready for a few people to come over. Thing is, by the time they leave, you'll never know the floor was swept or mopped. Not that I don't want people coming over, just...sometimes, it's like making the bed. Why? I'm just going to use it again tonight. Seems like a waste of time.

Well, November rolled in with a bang, huh? One thing you can say about this year is that there weren't any dull moments.

I voted, and then I spent the last two days fretting a little, but you know what? There's not a diddly thing I can do more. I did what I was supposed to do, and now, it is what it is. 

What can I do? I can write stories, put puzzles together, and have family time with my girls watching Ed, Edd, and Eddy on Amazon Prime. I can have my Bible study on Friday nights. I can do exciting things like pick up hairballs my cats so lovingly leave around the house.

There is nothing on this earth I can change about what is happening, but I can change how I react to it. As I get older, that little gem my mom gave me becomes more and more true. All in all, it's well with my soul and I know who holds the future. 
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Well, that's my ramblings for the day.