Most days, I don’t want to get out of bed. Projects await my time and attention but I haven’t a teaspoon of energy. My body aches all over. By comparison, Tuesday saw me up early—and active—in anticipation of the trip to the Zoo. A psychologist might say “It’s all in your head.” Most days, nothing to look forward to. My happiness comes while documenting my extended family in Ancestry.com. Then, the negative message from a seventh cousin stole my last drops of energy. A dear friend read my earlier blog messages and said “Just get over it.” ~~~~~~ This is my “journal” and I’m documenting my thoughts on a bright sunny morning in mid-November.