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2022 wrap-up

 I started to do a bullet point update for the last 3 months of 2022, but ended up deleting it each time.

October
Turkey Trot training going great
Taught a new class during election training
Early voting began
I got sick
Dog's fence line went out during a thunderstorm

November
We met with surgeon at UNC -Chapel Hill
Aunt Lois died
Election Day
Worked with Blue Bag Canvass Team the week after the election
My friend Marilou died
Kids Christmas Program work began in earnest
Trip to AL for Thanksgiving
Turkey Trot cancelled due to flu numbers in the area
Cancelled Mom's 80th birthday party due to her health

December
Kids Christmas play
FINALLY got Bobby's van returned
My first gallbladder attack, lasting almost 30 hrs
Septic tank stopped up and collapsed at Mrs. Bryan's while she had family staying with her

So I was not sorry to see the calendar for 2022 close.

Here we are on the third evening of 2023. It is now 5 months out from the first diagnosis of a 1.5" kidney stone for Bobby and we still do not have a surgery date (though we do know it is supposed to be in January and will be at least a 2 part procedure).  The dogs are starting to realize the fence is not working so I've got to call and schedule that repair. And Monday we went out for breakfast and I had the chicken biscuit I couldn't eat on my birthday because of health issues. Life is still crazy, but seeming a little more doable. Years ago a friend of mine posted a quote that said something like "You can't stop birds from flying over your head, but you can stop those birds from building nests in your hair."  That's been my motivational quote the last few months.

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