“Yes,” I climbed a few trees. It was in response to the email messages I received. However, the only thing I really want to do is “glide” in my easy chair—and sleep (but sleep is elusive). Four days in the same pajamas and robe. No shower, few meals…

This is my journal—my diary—and I document the events in my life. Between Thanksgiving and the New Year is the worst time of the year for me. Without fail, my body and spirits soar on January 2nd. I’m looking forward to 2021.