I want to clear up something I wrote yesterday- everything felt like work. Just getting out of bed to take care of neccesities was an uphill battle that had to be fought and won. I don't know if I am fighting a bought of depression-which I have had before, or just fighting a health problem, but when things that I enjoy doing feel like hard labor, then there is a problem. I know that much about myself. That was scaring me. Today isn't so bad, so I think it was/is a bug I am fighting. I could have stayed in bed a couple more hours, but that is normal! Last night I actually thought about crocheting-didn't do it, but I thought about it. That is a first in about a week or so.

This weekend is suppose to be a real rainy one, so it will be a clean up weekend. Vacumn, unpacking, etc. Laundry has to be on the list. At least the weather is nicer, so I am not stuck wearing trousers, the skirts have come out-hurrah! They are long skirts, but still a little more freedom in movement.

Today's work is timesheets and meetings, and covering secretary's desks. will be an interesting day!