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Hang in There Friday
I didn't call my to-do list that. Might've, if I'd made one today. Would've, if I'd known I'd get a garage door spring repair person out here (quickly) and find out that it's realistically beyond repair. You know, cuz everything can feel beyond repair, and I haven't been that great at managing the potential repair of the long neglected and the alternatives to repair for the beyond repair, which is part of how everything can feel beyond repair, but only one of several factors I see as going into it.
Still, despair doesn't seem to be at the door, or seeping in the leaky gaps like the squirrels do. Gotta do more PT exercises (including what I'm calling the Hip Backers, cuz I like having names for them in my head, and eventually on my tracking printout thingie) and feed the cats and see about dinner. I did reach out to a couple of concrete places and one possible back yard helper, on top of arranging the whole fruitless(-but-for-info) visit from Justin the spring person. That's enough for today. And this weekend, really, it's time to start getting it together to get on the taxes.
Still, despair doesn't seem to be at the door, or seeping in the leaky gaps like the squirrels do. Gotta do more PT exercises (including what I'm calling the Hip Backers, cuz I like having names for them in my head, and eventually on my tracking printout thingie) and feed the cats and see about dinner. I did reach out to a couple of concrete places and one possible back yard helper, on top of arranging the whole fruitless(-but-for-info) visit from Justin the spring person. That's enough for today. And this weekend, really, it's time to start getting it together to get on the taxes.