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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:
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Shorthand version of things so far. Maybe a longer version later.
Trip down was pretty uneventful. We stopped in Memphis to see Allison (Derek's former long time girlfriend). I'm glad we did. Our motel in Texarkana was fine. Well, except for the lousy coffee in the morning. 
Mapquest, Google and Yahoo maps all sent us from Cincinnati through Memphis, through Texarkana and down 59S to Houston. That's why we picked Texarkana for our first night's stay. Unfortunately, 59S is NOT an interstate highway and it IS under construction in quite a few places.
AAA doesn't have an office anywhere near Lake Jackson, but their web site does provide a very different route and that's probably the one we'll choose for going back. Whenever that is. 
There was water damage in my storage unit. It looks like there might have been 2 inches or so. So, all the boxes on the bottom were squished and, yes, there is some moldy stuff. Pretty smelly. So far, most of what we've thrown away has been clothing, sheets, towels. We've lived without them for 4 years, so I don't think that's much of a tragedy.
This is quite a job, though. I'll explain more about that later. If we can get done with the storage unit today, then we'll be on the way again on Friday. If not, it will be Saturday before we leave lovely Lake Jackson.
It is a nice place. Some changes after 4 years. But just being back makes me remember the good stuff. It's a town of....well, I guess I don't know. When I lived here there were about 25,000 people. Still, it has a good sized mall, a wonderful college, great libraries and museums, even a planetariam. And it's only about 50 miles from Houston and 45 from Galveston.
Now...it's time to get back to packing and sorting and throwing stuff away. Yippee.
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