I mean it. It’s been a good year despite a couple of rough patches. I saw Napalm Death for the third time, got engaged and visited Alaska! My darling is in the kitchen working on a Thanksgiving feast. I am thankful for my job, the people I know and possibilities yet to be revealed.
I was irked about some trouble with my Christmas tree but it was a blessing in disguise. One of the strings of lights shorted out and I had to basically take everything off the tree and start over. It’s cool though, because Shannon and I got to decorate the tree together and it was a lovely fuzzy bonding experience.
Hurting a bit today but not terribly so. I figured out why my last Humira shot was so freaking painful. I forgot to let it comes to room temperature before I injected it. Yeowch! Won’t forget to do THAT again. I’m off the prednisone today for the first day. So far so good. I’m going to resume relaxing and helping as needed with dinner. Very pleased with how my Sweet Mashed Potatoes turned out. Anyhow, Matt and his lady friend should be here about 7:30 and I am excite.
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