Nothing is changing in the near future
The house is the same.
My energy level is the same.
But my dreams remain the same.
This house is going to be beautiful.
It is currently and ugly gooey mess of a cocoon waiting to turn into the most beautiful moth.
I am headed out into the garden to plant my bulbs. Dry out my dahlias and add some compost to the pots.
Frank will be will me, in his little Christmas cape.
Dysfunctional Planner 
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