Haiku 31+24=55 in These titles mean nothing.

My resolve falters
Sugar, chocolate, cookies
Wheat and late haikus

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Still no soda though.
I save one fifty a day
Bought new underwear

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How good can I get?
How do I not lose my gains?
But does it matter?

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I need to call the kids up north. Will’s play is the first weekend in March - the weekend after next. I plan to attend. I’m going to get train tickets again and be lazy and not drive. I need to get it all arranged. I’ve asked for the Friday after next off work. We don’t officially work on Fridays but we haven’t missed one other than holidays in a long long time.

Will’s play is at their church. I call it the church of musical comedy. I’m on my way to hell for sure. They put on a play every year. This year it’s Mary Poppins and Will shares the main young boy’s role with another kid. They alternate performances. Good idea. I think there are four performances and they each get two.

The train is sort of a luxury. It means son John has to pick me up at Union Station in St. Paul and take me back too. But it’s an adventure and it saves me driving on 494. Not that I can’t do it, but I do it so seldom that I worry about it.

I woke up early. I have another hour in the mornings this week. But it’s evaporating. I need to get moving. Have a good day, everyone.