January 14th, 2012

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Saturday, January 14th, 2012

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I did not sleep well. Late in the evening my right shoulder started suddenly acting up. It feels like my arm is pulled out of its socket. This morning I found IBUProfen in Sid’s cabinets and that seems to help. But I had a heck of a time steering with both hands so that hopefully will clear up. My old body does not like the cold any longer.

I had a delightful evening with my friends, they live on the end of the road at the end of the lake, like being hundreds miles a way from civilization yet a short drive into Bellingham. I just fed the cats and stoked up a good fire in the wood stove and it feels like my fingers are loosening up for the last English pages of “The Mastmakers Daughters”.