Tomorrow?

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My goal is to restart my scheduling tomorrow. I have been skipping much. Work, play, parts of my routine. Tomorrow is a busy day, as is. I have Mass slated, then taking my friend to buy tobacco, and then I have been invited to Christmas dinner here in town. While they haven't asked me to bring anything, I do believe I will find a desert in town to take in. Just the smallest amount as thanks seems appropriate.

Just one nap today. And, really, I don't mind a nap. They, at least usually and on medication, don't seem to mess my schedule up like they used to. I doubt if I will have time for a nap tomorrow. If so, though, and I have time, I might just take one. I simply can't believe how well I am doing with a heart at the end of the line. Even my bad days are relatively good, on what of the medication I can take. Speaking with the missionaries I asked what might be possible with 100% of function? Then again, age is creeping in there now. It is difficult to know.

Sassy is becoming huge. I have cut her food and she seems to still get bigger. I can't figure it out. I need to figure out how to cut some of her weight. At pretty much the same size as Sam otherwise, she is 50% or more heavier. I've started calling her Buffalo Girl. She really shouldn't make that much noise when she runs! Cat type thunder thighs, my word! It may be because she was fixed at such a young age. Or some cats, like some of us people, just don't handle food well. Or I... gave in to her too often as a kitten, feeding her too often. Sam and her are tearing around in the other room. I can only hear Sassy. Ugh!

Good night.