December 5, 2025
So why is Dec 5th ringing a bell of me?  I'm trying to remember if it was a special day in Whiton folklore.


I kind of want to list off the important sentences of my day.  I woke up and it was 1 degree.  I didn't want to go anywhere, however, I really wanted to go in the pool.  So I got out of bed and found really warm clothes and dressed myself snuggly with my bathing suit underneath.  My car started right up, absolutely no hesitation.  Yay, car, you are wonderful.  And off to the Y I went.  I hurt today, a lot, but the pool is the best medicine for it.  Thank you pool for existing. 

What a discombobulated week.  A lot of people got ill, thus far, I am safe.  I've enough medical things going on without adding the flu on top of everything.   There were like 7 of us in class today, out of 18.  

The weather has been crazy and will just get crazier.

I feel a little separated from normality.

EJ is finishing, OMG, they are on the very last jump.  I've been reading their project.  They will always wow me.  It's publishable for sure.  

 
I did not get as much stuff done as I thought I would, but I did have 3 doctor's appointments this week and had at least 4 more scheduled.  Not sure how much surgery I'm looking at for the beginning of next year, but it doesn't make me happy.

Tonight the facilitators of an open mic at LAVA canceled, but 7 people didn't see the cancelation so I talked them into staying and running their own open mic.  It was so interesting to watch, but it also was reassuring that this program will keep going on its own.  






Walked out of work tonight to a very cold Main St. but a beautiful one.   Came home and read more of EJ's stories, heard from Kevin, and ate some applesauce.
Now I think I'm going to bed.  

Good night, all.  And if you remember what happened on Dec. 5th, let me know.  






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