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Tape Measure

tape measure in hand soft spoken,"Can't believe it".... dust upon treadmill Inspired by the contest about addictions not an entry.... Since my back problems and then the surgery, I haven't been on the treadmill..I got on it this morning and there was an inch of dust.. I have spent a lot of time on the computer reading, writing, searching out questions, etc. It becomes addictive..

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Bl Devnath

Date: 8/31/2014 10:55:00 AM

Constructive addiction is always good but needs to keep balance. You have done it well. Loved always, my sweet friend,bl

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/29/2014 2:18:00 PM

Dear Sara, I hope your back improves so you can use your treadmill again. I can really relate to this one, as you probably already know. It's the doctor's scale I fear most. I'm going to favorite this one. Love, Carolyn

M. L. Kiser

Date: 8/28/2014 12:23:00 PM

There's a familiar sight. I never use a tape measure...it's too depressing. Great write!

Christine Costello

Date: 8/28/2014 11:05:00 AM

Sara- everyone I know who has owned a treadmill (me included)....well...... the dust just comes with it. No worries. :-) Christine

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 8/28/2014 10:28:00 AM

That's lovely Sara! Trust the measuring tape doesn't run short !!