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My mood the past couple of days has been pretty down. I don’t feel like doing anything or seeing anyone. I’ve been over to see my mom, and I went to the gym today for an appointment with the trainer. I did go sit outside in the sun to see if that would improve my mood, but it didn’t. I was just bored and didn’t like looking at the dead grass and lively weeds. If I didn’t have to get out of bed, I probably wouldn’t.

I got a call this morning about my dad being scheduled for surgery to have a port for his chemo put in on Friday. This was something the doctor was going to discuss with him, but apparently they just decided to go ahead and schedule it without his input. My dad didn’t seem too thrilled when I told him about the call. I’m going to have to call the lady back tomorrow and get the information again because I was half asleep when I talked to her.  I’m also supposed to be getting a call from his chemo doctor about what they’re going to do about Friday’s usual chemo. I’m going to be the one losing all of her hair when all of this is said and done.

I’m one of those people claiming my cat is my valentine.

Wow that adjustment messed up the picture. I just noticed that. Really though, I don’t think of my cat as my valentine. I just think of this as Monday. And next year it will be Tuesday.

I’m getting frustrated by project 365. I find myself not knowing what to take a picture of. I’m not improving with my camera or learning anything. I came very close to just quitting the other day. I need to go get some plants. That would give me fresh, lovely stuff to take pictures of. Maybe I can wake up in the morning and go to Lowes. Eh, probably not. Maybe in the afternoon, when I don’t really have time.

Carry on, lovely people.

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