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The Sun is coming up. The quiet pastel display out of the front window is beautiful and awe inspiring. I love my mornings alone to read the newspapers on my iPad and sip my coffee. 

I have to go get dressed and take Bitzi out to pee in a few minutes. Mike is still sleeping. He had a rough day yesterday with his mother’s latest test results. He’s dreading talking to her about it, talking with his siblings about it, talking with his mom and her oncologist tomorrow. It’s a difficult situation. I’ll just try to be as helpful and supportive as I can.

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The morning is a typical cloudy cold January day. I just opened all the window shades the reveal the bleak, milky sky. It’s the lack of Sun that gets me the most from January through March. I can take the cold and snow but I need sunshine. Mike and I are both sick although I’m at the end of my cold and he’s at the beginning. Both of us have sore noses and chapped faces from blowing our noses and wiping them so much. We both managed to get some sleep last night. We stayed up last night watching the clown show of electing a speaker of the house. When I finally went to bed they finally voted for the fifteenth time and elected Trump puppet McCarthy. I’m so disheartened at all the crazies in this world but then I guess I’m one too. It’s all a matter of your opinion and perspective.