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I probably over did it yesterday. Since I was feeling good, James Brown good no less, except for some soreness around my incisions.

I had just about as much clutter as I could take. I am very OCD about our home. Gary, not so much. I washed sheets and put them back on the bed, I think that was the killer. We have a split king bed. It is a pain in the ass to put bottom sheets on a split king. At some point, one has to get on all fours and crawl. I could have asked for help, probably should have. Truth be told, he would have left bumps and wrinkles and that would have bothered me.

I was listening to a podcast the other day, and it asked the listeners the question, “What was the happiest time in your life”? I really had to think about it. Does one immediately come to your mind?

It reminded me of when I was in therapy and the therapist said, “ What do YOU want”? I didn’t have an answer! She said that was not uncommon for women. Would YOU have had an answer, especially spur of the moment?

Peace ✌️