I was weary in body and emotions yesterday. I’m still sore
from the marathon shoveling and although I’m pleased that I did it, it interfered
with restful sleeping. The anniversary of Kim’s death and Randy’s visit stirred
up history and much of it is unpleasant. In spite of the fatigue, I did my volunteer
duty, took Jake to the vet, and had Megan’s door knob replaced. I didn’t make
it to the DNDCC meeting. Went to bed hoping to recoup and move on..
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