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and other lofty goals.

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I’m not usually one for new year’s resolutions, but I feel as if the start of a new decade deserves a better me, so here it goes… 

I will take better care of my feet because without them, there wouldn’t be any ridiculous dance parties in my living room and my neighbours wouldn’t have anything to watch. 

I will allow my friends to cook for me as often as they want. 

I will not feel bad for destroying my apartment during elaborate craft projects. 

I will nap as much as possible. 

I will not stamp my feet like a four year old when slow tourists get in my way. 

I will embrace my inner sexy librarian. 

I will flirt with many men, and actually mean it sometimes. 

I will do everything in my power not to kill my fish. 

I will stop leaving the salt shaker in random places around the apartment. 

I will remember to phone my mother. 

I will not let the pigeons win.

but where did the salt shaker go?

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The salt shaker has vanished.  It didn’t leave a note or even a telltale ring where it was on top of the stove.  My current theory is that my kitchen is mad at me for not using it for the last few weeks and ate my salt shaker to teach me a lesson.

I have just spent the last half an hour searching for it.  It isn’t in the fridge or the freezer.  It’s not in my liquor cabinet or the hall closet.  It’s not on the balcony or on any of my book shelves.  I’d blame the pigeons, but that probably won’t improve our tenuous relationship.

The lost salt shaker has joined that one shoe I used to love, numerous socks, my sanity, the plot, and that little stuffed toy rabbit I liked to chew on as a child.

I miss the salt shaker.

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Update:

It has been found!  In an effort to ward off the aporkalypse a few weeks ago, I started religiously gargling with salt water.  And then I got lazy, as I do, and abandoned the regime.  And apparently, my final act before giving in to complete lethargy was to put the salt shaker in the medicine cabinet.  Because that seemed like a good place to keep it.  Unlike the kitchen which is two metres away.  And has a spot specifically for the salt shaker.

Poor little guy.  I hope the other things in the cabinet were nice to him.

grace in small things. 197 of 365.

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  1. discovering new and exciting things about public transportation.
  2. spending a couple of hours with a friend as they pass through town.
  3. watching someone use chopsticks for the first time.
  4. the confused look on people’s faces when they realize that the smallest person at the table ordered the biggest, most manly meal.
  5. being the girl that confuses people with her giant barbecqued rib sandwich order.

grace in small things. 182 of 365.

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  1. being inspired to cook for the second day in a row.
  2. making my favourite french dish for the first time and having it turn out perfectly.
  3. meals that require you to cook with an entire bottle of red wine.
  4. getting to share delicious things with my best friends.
  5. knowing that two metres away, my dishes are washed and my freezer is filled with the wonderful things that I made.