Another cold day with the possibility of a bundled up walk
early followed by a massage from Sarah. The crock pot is full of ham hocks and
beans. The soup part is my favorite. After four days of sitting and eating and
distraction by TV, I’m needy for moving and action. I will give the floors a
tidying and the kitchen a brief scrub. That will satisfy my domestic critic.
The journal is open and calling. I did promise, didn’t I?
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