... and still sleepy. I had crazy dreams all night -- dreams of a strange life as a con artist, I think, with all sorts of odd family relationships and self-serving machinations.
Now I'm at work and as always there's plenty to do.
I printed out calendar pages of June, July, and August yesterday, and sketched out our summer plans. It's a work in a progress, and really just a dream, right now. We won't make any solid plans until after my February appointments (all 64 of them) with medical professionals.
Putting my plans on hold is irksome to me, to say the least.
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