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Up early this morning to get a "first-thing" start.  

I did a quick clean yesterday and some final wipe downs planned for this morning (bathrooms) before we hit the road.

I think Monti has an ear infection so he has a vet appointment this afternoon.

I walked downtown yesterday with no luck.  So many stores closed on a combination of Monday - Wednesday.  Off season, local businesses and hard to find employees.  It ended up raining on and off too so my walk with Duke wasn't as long or nice as the day before.

My energy wasn't good yesterday.  It's PMS time AND I'm sleeping like crap (neck and hormones).  Man, I'll say it again, this is no joke of a "transition" time.

Then, I got GHOSTED AGAIN.  This time by The Other neighbor who told me twice she'd text me Tuesday afternoon and come over to see the house and have coffee.  I waited and waited.  Nothing.  Late afternoon, a cable truck appeared at her house so I guess that's the reason for no visit.  But, WHY NO TEXT?  I delayed getting comfortable, making dinner, packing up just in case she wanted to pop over (everyone's definition of afternoon is different).  I don't mind when things come up, I just want a text saying so.  A cable repair is important, but certainly no emergency that you can't take 3 seconds to text.

I'm fighting being grumpy.  I haven't felt great for a couple of weeks and now I'm heading down another couple of hormone weeks.  My neck-shoulder-arm is still bothering me without Advil onboard.  It actually hurts a lot to bike in the standing position.  The pain is all positional.

Putting on a happy face, being friendly and then being inconvenienced at a time when that feels heavier than normal.  Guess my crappy energy is attracting crappiness?!?

Regrouping and hoping for some relief soon.  I need a full night's sleep in the biggest way.  I might take a Benadryl tonight to see if that helps.  I know it can mess with REM sleep, but I'm not getting any kind of good sleep anyway.

Homebound with very few plans over the next week.  Dog-sitting the grand-dogs so keeping things low key.  And, our anniversary on the 7th.  #29. 

Catch you back in the ATL.  Later gators.