Decade of Z!

Oh, I wish that meant I was done! You see, the whole Decade of X, Y, and Z wasn't planned out. I arbitrarily gave the letter X to the number I would plateau (repeatedly). So then when I got into the "decade" it became Decade of X. Then the decade below became Y and so forth.

So I did a little jig when I slide into Decade of Z. Tomorrow I should be firmly entrenched into it after suffering through another steak day today.

Then again, I almost made it a misteak day. Anna was chomping down on some grape tomatoes, and I absentmindedly took a grab toward the tomatoes. Stopped just in time.

So after Decade of Z, I guess I'll have to come up with more stupid things to call stuff. :)