Frost, still, at 11 in the morning

The shadows around the house are long, even at mid-day. We had a cold, clear night last night and the frost stayed on the back deck and yard until late morning.

I'm wrung out today. I haven't had good sleep for a couple of nights. I had my third treatment yesterday morning and am waiting for a call to schedule my fourth. (Note the paragraph ahead regarding the phone technician.) Frankly, my family has noticed more improvement than I have. When I listen to myself, I can't always make much sense of the words or ideas.

My insurance company informed me today that my short-term leave is done and that I'm being switched over to long-term. Mostly, it means more paperwork for my doctors and me. I don't mind the paperwork, but the extra forms take time away from my doctors, who should have that time to practice medicine.

This is a day at home. Marley and I did walk to a local garage where they'd done some routine maintenance on Sandra's car. (Lucky her. She gets to drive my car with the loose wires and rattles and bumps and the odd aggolmeration of audio gear and parts.) We've reached the time when I need to either look for a new car or spend a chunk of change on maintenance and repair. Those decisions aren't easy in the best of times. These, we know aren't the best of times for my decision-making.

Today we have a Verizon technician making some changes to our phone lines. We used be very afraid when we saw a phone company truck in the neighborhood because we were sure something was going to go wrong. The technician just walked through the room, muttering something about "unauthorized service." "I'll get you going again," he said.

Sandra and I are going on a quick trip to Washington D.C. at the Old Ebbit Grill We'll visit Arlington National Cemetery, where my mother and Linc are inurned. We haven't been there since my mother's funeral. We'll have a coffee at the Smithsonian and also have a meal at the Old Ebbit Grill, where we had lunch after the funerals.

Thinking of the season. As tough as these months have been, I have much for which to be grateful.

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