WindChill of Shadow

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It always seems to be the days when I must get up that I feel a reluctance to do so. On the days when I could stay in bed as long as I wanted, I feel driven to get up. Very annoying. I had a therapy appointment. I think it may actually have been useful. It was a dark, gloomy day, and even when the sun came out, I did no raking, because the wind was blowing too hard. We went to the bookstore in the afternoon, so I could look up some things in books I had once bought but then given away. I'd feel bad about using them as a sort of library, but we paid well for the borrowing with a latte and a glass of cider, a paperback, and a congratulatory card for Deb, who sent me a picture of her new grandchild last night. Now we're watching the first episode of "The Golden Compass." I'm liking it, but I liked the first book of the trilogy very much until a certain thing happened that the Nonesuch and I both thought was terrible. After that, things went downhill, even though there were still scenes that I loved. So I'm enjoying, but kind of wincing from what I know is going to happen eventually.