Well, we're up.

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George and I are up and he's had morning meds. My breakfast is going, and that's good. I caught George looking out at the back yard, which he used to sit in everyday. Now it's the porch. Which I'm not complaining about. I'm working hard to make some money and am proud of what I've accomplished so far. It's a rut, but it's not a bad one. I'm glad ruts aren't all bad.