busy morning and then quiet afternoon.  I am looking forward to seeing AMOUR at the Osio this week.  I am well again..  Life is good.

I watched a friend struggle to put on her coat.  Oh, I said, you must be having shoulder problems.  she said yes.  I know because I have had a sore shoulder for awhile and it is hard to put on a coat.  I think it must be part of aging.

I spent two afternoons reading a mystery story by Val McDermid.  Somehow in my low energy state it was quite satisfying.  Even though I am for drastic gun control I still like to read about murder and mayhem.

Went shopping this morning to buy some supplies for the meditation group starting on Feb. 13.  I am always a little nervous when I start something new.  I have the altar now, rocks, candle, incense, flowers.  Now I am pulling together the cushions and bell.  Soon I will be ready.

Went out this morning to write with a friend.  Good to be outside.  Spent the afternoon snoozing in bed.  I guess I am better.

Day three of being sick.  I am bored.  don't want to read more depressing articles in the New yorker.  Don't want to watch TV, no good books.  Maybe I will just go to bed.

It a slow day when I spend a lot of time in bed blowing my nose.  I know this will pass but it is passing very slowly.