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Each Day Already is a Challenge
A Texas Sunrise
 
A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge.
This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby.
Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog.
I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh.
For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
January 31, 2007 at 11:38am January 31, 2007 at 11:38am
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Yes, I missed making an entry yesterday. Just about the time that I was planning on coming here and writing...something...my computer started acting up. It froze and then would only boot up to safe mode. I did the scan disk and defrag operations late last night, then a complete virus check this morning. Sure enough there was a trojan on my computer. Hopefully all is well now.
Jim and I both have older computers that run Windows98SE. That is becoming a problem, especially for me. My computer doesn't have a decent sized hard drive and it's rather slow.
We ordered two reconditioned computers and they finally came yesterday. Instead of the Windows2000 they were supposed to have, it appears that they have WindowsXP. But CD's were not provided. And one of the computers doesn't even have a "normal" connection place for a monitor. Looks like we'll be sending them back. Grrr.
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Every once in a while a few white flakes fall from the sky now, but we haven't had any "snow dusting" or worse. Thank goodness.  It surely is cold, though. When Jim went to his small group last night, he and the fellows all agreed that it seemed colder than it had been in the morning. Apparently it was. Although the temperature was supposed to be about 20, the windchill factor was about 3. This morning the real temperature was probably in the teens. This is why I reeeeaaaaaallllllllllyyyyyyyyy dislike winter.
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My son's new girlfriend picked him up from work this morning, so I didn't have to brave the cold. I actually slept in - until about 8:30 when the kitten decided I should be up. That's when I ran the virus scan on my computer. And, honestly, I haven't done much else, haven't watched TV, haven't had the energy to do any cleaning. And yet here it is 11:30. I have no idea where the time goes sometimes.
I really should do some laundry and at least clean the kitchen and bathroom. I remember my mom and grandma telling me that if those rooms were clean, people could excuse the mess in the rest of your house.
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