<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 05:32:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Recovering Overachiever</title><description>Relishing mediocrity in heaping spoonfuls.</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-7256364739369984313</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 15:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-19T15:35:21.558Z</atom:updated><title>Um...Yeah</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh...Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How's it going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is awkward. I know I've been absent for a while. Things have been crazy since starting the new job and, while I've been reading everyone's blog posts, I haven't had the opportunity to blog. And then I got out of the habit. Then I didn't know how to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So now I'm not sure what the future of this space will be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-7256364739369984313?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/07/umyeah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-3845956140719218133</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Mar 2008 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-03T16:49:34.684Z</atom:updated><title>Last Day!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last day at the job! I'm excited, but I'm surprised that I'm a little sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-3845956140719218133?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-1465402867722908869</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-27T14:50:42.191Z</atom:updated><title>Wanted: Short-Term Sugar Daddy</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apparently your last paycheck can’t be direct deposited, an arbitrary rule here, so I won’t be paid on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m working to make sure that I’ll get paid on my last day at work (and not have the check mailed to me later), but things will certainly be tight until then. I still have to pay rent and some bills and there is just not enough money to go around. I wasn’t told about this rule until yesterday. We’re not a small, mom-and-pop shop. There’s no reason they shouldn’t be able to direct deposit my paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ugh. Looks like this will be a low-key, housebound weekend. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who wants to be my sugar daddy for the weekend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-1465402867722908869?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/wanted-short-term-sugar-daddy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-8673808335764566753</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-26T16:19:08.368Z</atom:updated><title>Awkward</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The temp I'm supposed to be training...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, she's my mother's age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How do you tell someone how to do a job they've probably been doing since you were born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Awkward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-8673808335764566753?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/awkward.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-3638278194440242272</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-21T13:49:58.871Z</atom:updated><title>Furniture Fiasco, Courtesy of Craigslist</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This weekend, Sports Fan and I bought furniture we found on craigslist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let’s back track for a second. We were in the market for a coffee table and an entertainment unit to house all of his silly video games as well as our DVD player. For months I earmarked catalogues: Crate &amp;amp; Barrel, Pottery Barn, Ethan Allen, Ikea. Nothing. Sports Fan thought they were all too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But nice wood furniture is a little expensive, I tried to explain. No dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I searched on craigslist without telling him. Trying to find something I liked that might be cheap enough for him to go for it. And finally I found something. The 2 pieces go very well with the rest of our décor and for a couple hundred dollars less than we would’ve paid for them new. Sports Fan agreed that they looked good and we made plans to drive out and pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We got lost on the way, but finally figured out where we were supposed to go. We loaded the coffee table and TV stand into the freight elevator, carried it out to the car, and realized that there was no way both were going to fit at once. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So Sports Fan is left behind to take apart the TV stand while I run back to DC to deposit the coffee table. After much trouble (and multiple guys walking by as I’m huffing and puffing trying to angle the damn thing out of my back seat), I unwedge it and almost fall on my ass in the process. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Turn around, head back to pick up Sports Fan. The TV stand is completely taken apart, so it’s easy to load and unload from the car. We get the pieces upstairs and he gets to work putting it back together. (Hey, I offered to help, but I didn’t see how the pieces came apart!) Sports Fan has pretty much finished and he asks me to put the 2 doors back on while he eats lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cool, I can follow directions. Just fit the screws back into the holes they had left and voila…uh, wait. The doors totally don’t line up. Double shit. Were they lined up when we picked up the furniture? Neither of us can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sports Fan has to take them off and put the doors back on 2 more times before he’s satisfied with the result. I didn’t ask if this was better than buying the furniture new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-3638278194440242272?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/furniture-fiasco-courtesy-of-craigslist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-4441977963504965686</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-20T14:00:04.524Z</atom:updated><title>I Can Sleep Again!</title><description>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have rediscovered my ability to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I didn’t realize that it was missing. Sure, I hadn’t been sleeping well for, oh, I dunno, months. But I thought that was because Sports Fan snores and we have a crappy mattress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Little did I know that quitting my job would help me regain my ability to sleep. Man, I would’ve done this MONTHS ago if I had known that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Besides a 12-hour sleep session brought on by a migraine (HELLO? Brain? It’s time to relax, not suddenly decide to freak out and make me miserable and want to die. K. Thx.) I slept pleasantly and well all weekend long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Inhale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Exhale huge sigh of relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-4441977963504965686?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-can-sleep-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-7367366828086382782</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-19T17:37:04.761Z</atom:updated><title>Memo to Celebrities</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um, ok, so you're divorcing/separating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But listen, when you put out your (oh, so classy) press release, can you at least save us the sh*t about "we're better friends now than ever before," "they continue to remain close and talk all the time," etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get it, you don't want to get all nasty in the press (yet). Seriously though, you wouldn't be divorcing if you were better friends now than ever before. Come on, she cheated, he's a drug addict, whatever. You don't have to spell it out, but just don't lie. No one believes that crap anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-7367366828086382782?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/memo-to-celebrities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-5391703781999344453</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-15T19:01:43.904Z</atom:updated><title>Burying the Lead</title><description>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Holy hiatus, Batman. I was gone for a lot longer than I anticipated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;See, when I get stressed or feel overwhelmed, I shut down. You would think I could come to my own blog to sort my feelings out, but instead I just want to crawl under the covers. I don’t talk to anyone, not even Sports Fan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That said, my self-imposed vacation has come to an end. I got a new job and gave my notice today (way to bury the lead there, RO). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m super excited about the new opportunity and think it will be a much more youthful, fun place to work. Yay for me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-5391703781999344453?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-job-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-2810672576765588083</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 14:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T15:04:26.981Z</atom:updated><title>No News, But  Trip Planning</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm guessing that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/snotting-and-wishing.html"&gt;no news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is probably bad news about the j-o-b. *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To help get myself through it, I've decided to plan a big trip for my birthday this year. The big 2-5. Oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my college graduation, my parents gave me money that I was supposed to use to travel. Well, I'm more of a saver than a spender (when it comes to large amounts of money), so that money remains unused and earning interest. I now have about $3,000 to spend on a big trip. Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I haven't quite decided where I want to go, but my top 2 contenders are Lisbon, Portugal or BuenosAires, Argentina. Anyone been to either and have some input?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-2810672576765588083?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-news-but-trip-planning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-1497948377864199825</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-28T14:10:07.767Z</atom:updated><title>Snotting and Wishing</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am still alive, though there were times when even that appeared bleak. Yes, I've been sick. Nose-running,-but-how-then-can-my-head-be-so-stuffy? sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And I've been waiting on j-o-b news. Can't talk now, fingers crossed so hard it's difficult to type. But news is expected (*promised*) this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-1497948377864199825?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/snotting-and-wishing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-2286209781402384357</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-11T20:07:59.330Z</atom:updated><title>Sweater Snag</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm wearing a new sweater today. I'm not sure I like it. It was a gift from Sports Fan's mom for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, my big beef with the sweater right now it is that it's not stretchy, and I can't roll up the sleeves at all. And I don't have fat arms...Ok, fine, I sorta do, but not fat forearms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for someone who goes from hot, to cold, to hot 7 or 8 times a minute, this is infuriating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-2286209781402384357?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweater-snag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-6745687102634850105</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-10T17:17:39.692Z</atom:updated><title>Lurkers Say Hello</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rumor has it that it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://legallyheidi.com/2008/01/09/delurk-yourself/"&gt;National Delurking Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. So please say hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, you still have time to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-questions-10-questions-20-questions.html"&gt;ask those burning questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I'll answer them sometime next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-6745687102634850105?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/lurkers-say-hello.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-1334903740955291796</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 12:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-09T15:15:18.651Z</atom:updated><title>5 Questions? 10 Questions? 20 Questions?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I awoke around 3 am feeling as though I had swallowed glass and my throat had then turned that glass into sand (quite a feat, I know). My throat is raw, tender and dry. Maybe it has something to do with the 7 am starts these days (3 in a row!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, since sickness makes me whiny and not witty, I'm opening up my comments (or email: recoveringoverachiever [at] yahoo [dot] com) to any questions you have. There have been some new readers sniffing around these parts and so I'm wondering what you'd like to know about me. So what do you want to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-1334903740955291796?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-questions-10-questions-20-questions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-6200124846592323323</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-08T13:00:22.585Z</atom:updated><title>Wrong Side of the Bed</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, so this morning? Sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I knocked over an entire container of sugar in our kitchen. It looked like I had a major snowfall. Sugar was EVERYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, and did I mention that happened 5 minutes before I had to leave? And Sports Fan couldn’t clean it up because he was being a good person and took his friend to the airport at oh-so-early this morning. So there I am, dressed for work, hadn’t had coffee yet, on my hands and knees cleaning up sugar. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then, I grabbed my lightest weight jacket (because it’s going to be 70 degrees today. In DC. In January. Wrap your head around that one). I was about to leave when I realized it smelled. Like smoke. Again, awesome. So I febreezed it, discovered why it smelled like smoke (hung in the closet next to a jacket Sports Fan inherited from his chain-smoking uncle. SF was supposed to have it dry cleaned to get the smell out, but I guess that didn’t happen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To top it all off, remember how &lt;a href="http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/moms-question.html"&gt;my mom asked me if I was pregnant&lt;/a&gt;? Well, I had a very realistic dream that I was actually pregnant and was hiding it from everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unnerving, to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-6200124846592323323?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/wrong-side-of-bed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-4323125865468090198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-07T13:54:09.287Z</atom:updated><title>Bummed We're Staying Put</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So remember that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-excitement-here.html"&gt;opportunity to move abroad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I told you about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I promised myself/Sports Fan that I wouldn’t bring it up for awhile. I decided I would give him a few days into the new year before I mentioned it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I said something about it last night and he replied, Oh, you still want to do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes! It would be an amazing opportunity and good for his career. We’re young enough that we’re not too tied down yet and come on. Living abroad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He said that, because the company isn’t as cash-rich as it had been in the past, we might not get all of our expenses paid for to get us there (shipping our stuff, deposit on an apartment, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sure, that would be an expense, but if he/we really want to do this, it’s not a huge sacrifice for us to save the money to pay for that ourselves. My guess is it would be about $2,000, but we’d have roughly 6 months lead time before we went. I think (between the 2 of us) we could save that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So now I feel a little frustrated. While it is a great opportunity and all, I also saw it as the chance to get out of a bad situation myself. I’m probably counting my chickens before they are hatched with this, but I saw it as an exciting experience I wouldn’t do on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He said he would talk to his boss, so it’s still a possibility. But now I’m all bummed out that he doesn’t seem as excited anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-4323125865468090198?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/bummed-were-staying-put.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-1429099350672173271</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-04T16:00:54.824Z</atom:updated><title>Movie and Foods</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once &lt;/span&gt;this week. I know, I’m Sally-come-lately to the party, but the movie is so good! The music is incredible and while the relationship is very touching, there is also a good use of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For those that don’t know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt; is a movie about a Dublin-based musician trying to make it. He meets a woman from some Eastern European country (it’s said in the movie, but I don’t remember) and they end up developing a friendship and creating music together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rent it now. It’s totally worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Also, this week, I made another batch of the Chorizo Cheese Dip from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy of Cooking&lt;/span&gt;. Yum! It’s really easy to make and it’s so delicious. Though I tried to double the batch and successfully doubled everything EXCEPT the flour, used to thicken the dip. Whoops. The flavor was still there, so it all got eaten, but it would’ve been much better if it had a more queso dip consistency. Mmm, cheesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This weekend (besides relaxing) my goal is to return 2 DVDs that I got for Christmas (which I already own) and the mandoline Sports Fan’s mom bought for us. Definitely a good present, but my parents had already bought me one with more blades and options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I also have some leftover chorizo in the fridge now so I think I will make another batch of the &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2006/11/alexs-restaurant"&gt;sausage and tomato risotto&lt;/a&gt; that I love. I’m not sure how much Sports Fan likes it, but he eats it without complaining. I love it because it’s spicy and hearty, a very good winter meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-1429099350672173271?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/movie-and-foods.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-7244913113724308104</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-03T21:08:10.158Z</atom:updated><title>Housekeeping</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm updating my links in the near future. Let me know if you would like me to link to you by either commenting on this post or sending me an email to recoveringoverachiever [at] yahoo [dot] com. I'm  happy to link to whomever would like some linky love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-7244913113724308104?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/housekeeping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-1822464179477239986</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-03T14:40:11.662Z</atom:updated><title>Human Tetris!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;People have too much time on their hands. But sometimes the results are really cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Check out HUMAN TETRIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G0LtUX_6IXY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-1822464179477239986?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/human-tetris.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-6848609767328496045</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-02T17:13:37.691Z</atom:updated><title>2008: The Beginning</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is probably going to be really cheese-tastic. You’ve been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought it would be nice to put together a little post about where I am in my life now and list some things I want to do this year. Something for me to look back on at the end of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My relationship with Sports Fan seems to get better and truer every day. Living together has been great, sure we bicker occasionally, but mostly it’s cuddling and TV and eating and sexing. We still get along so well and he gets cuter each day (I think it’s the few gray hairs he’s starting to get, it’s really sexy!). As &lt;a href="http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/09/best-part-of-day.html"&gt;I’ve said before&lt;/a&gt;, I love climbing into bed with him each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we’ve talked about getting engaged in the “it will happen eventually” sort of way. He’s essentially said that he’ll start saving for a ring around our 2-year anniversary (in August 2008). Until then, I’m perfectly happy with how things are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I could love my job more, but I’m taking steps to make it better. Same goes for the money situation. I could have more, but I’m taking steps to maximize what I have. And I’m out of debt (except for my mortgage, which I don’t like to think about), so that’s a good step for ’08. I have a great apartment and fabulous friends. Things with my family are good. I still am not close with my sisters, but I’m not sure we ever will be and I think I’m ok with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve signed up for cooking classes this year, which should teach me some things and allow me to meet some new people (both goals for 2008). I don’t ever plan on getting an advanced degree (hello? What’s the point when I want to eat bon bons all day?) but I do enjoy learning. And I love cooking, so hopefully my classes will make me a better cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to take some big trips in ’08. I know there will be another trip to Reno, but I’m still trying to convince Sports Fan that it should be a big Western Road Trip, complete with camping and hiking. We’ll see how that goes. I’d also love to get back to Europe this year. My graduation gift money towards a trip (given by my parents in December 2004) is still earning interest. I have about $3,000 so that’s not the issue. I’m running into more trouble taking time off and coordinating a good time to go with other obligations. I also don’t know exactly where I want to go. The list is so huge! How can I pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-6848609767328496045?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-beginning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-2225782040614633634</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-31T17:47:33.151Z</atom:updated><title>Happy New Year</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I'm here at work, so I thought I would wish all of you a safe and happy new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's to better times and great friends in 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-2225782040614633634?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-8324346831181232350</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-28T18:26:22.403Z</atom:updated><title>Mom's Question</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, you know what's not funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When your mom calls to see how you're feeling and, when you tell her you're still feeling sick, she asks if it's worse in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No mom, I'm not pregnant. Thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, if I thought I was, I probably wouldn't go around telling everyone about how I feel sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-8324346831181232350?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/moms-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-851736334930641144</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-28T15:04:29.225Z</atom:updated><title>Feeling Yuck</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have a mild stomach bug that makes me feel nauseous after I eat. (And no, I am *thankfully* not pregnant.) It's been going on for a few days now and it's getting really old. About the only thing I can tolerate eating is bread. Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The great holiday spending debacle has concluded and I am due to pay my second ginormous credit card bill in less than 2 weeks. Does someone want to magically give me a couple hundred dollars, no strings attached? No? Thought not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All I want to do is plan a nice vacation to some place warm, but everything seems to be so expensive. I really need to curb my spending and start sticking to my budget, but how boring is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's to more money and better times in 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-851736334930641144?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/feeling-yuck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-5934975849030372443</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-27T14:03:50.367Z</atom:updated><title>I *Heart* You, Jeepers</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I jumped on the bed, giddy with excitement. Sports Fan laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;RO: Come on, it’s SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SF: Look at how excited you are. You’re such a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;RO: I’m not a dork because it’s so cool! We need to name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SF: Somehow I knew you were going to say that. What’s its name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;RO: Jeepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SF: He’s very intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;RO: I KNOW, right? He knows exactly what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got a Roomba for Christmas and it is the GREATEST! THING! EVER! Now, I am not a vacuum-er. Not by any stretch. I hate doing it and the crappy vacuum we have doesn’t even do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But Jeepers(!) picked up a lot of dust on just his first try. And he sensed where the walls were and didn’t even knock over the trashcan in the bedroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeepers, this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship/obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-5934975849030372443?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-heart-you-jeepers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-5640440794154853172</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 21:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-26T21:22:12.631Z</atom:updated><title>Slow Passing of Time</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Work is painfully slow. Can I dip out early? Will anyone notice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-5640440794154853172?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/slow-passing-of-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25017800.post-8587821418845733203</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-26T16:39:02.870Z</atom:updated><title>RW Returns!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yay Restaurant Week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've already made my reservations for RW (which is Jan. 14-20). Hooray! I'm going to Corduroy and Vidalia, both restaurants I have not tried before. Anyone out there have any recommendations on what's good at either place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The 2 places I've liked best are DC Coast and TenPenh (both do full menus). I do think it's really important to have a full menu (I hate only getting 2 or 3 choices per course). I've heard Vidalia does a full menu. I'm not sure about Corduroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Better make your reservations soon. Places are filling up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25017800-8587821418845733203?l=recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://recoveringoverachiever.blogspot.com/2007/12/rw-returns.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (recovering overachiever)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>