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08 January 2009

Fitted

Last night they took measurements of me.  For my habit.  I don't think the significance dawned on me until later in the evening.  They measured me for my habit.  Holy cow.  (Actually, I think another word would be more appropriate in this situation, but kids read this blog.)

The investiture isn't scheduled until August, but just the idea of being measured was a sort of "Welcome to the Rest of Your Life" moment.  Pretty cool, eh?

Or scary.

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