The boobs were a little but smaller today, which is always a good start to the week.
It was certainly a rough one. A couple of tremendous changes – one which is permanent, the other is so for at least 4 years. Other than one or two issues, I’m rarely solidly in one court because I find extreme views don‘t allow compromise – it’s all in or…out and in a country as diverse as this one, it is imperative to reach out to both sides. The media, of course, is making a tremendous difference in how actual news is conveyed. The days of professional journalism (without bias) are no longer guaranteed. I find news is now akin to statistics – depending on which formula you use, you can get the “facts” to articulate whatever you want. Please check source, then remember, the real truth is probably half of it.
Cleaned the deck off. At one point (on the side deck, thank god) I was walking and the wooden floor gave way. Had it been on the main part, it could have been a 25 foot drop. Yes, I peed in my pants a little.
This week’s goal: I’m going to harass my doctor’s office every day this week until I have an appointment with pain management. It is mid-November and I’m tired of this mess.
Apologies for the lack of excitement and/or posts. My “oomph” has abandoned me.
Picture: The view from my kitchen window. Super Moon and Wicked Tree
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