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Feb
Last night I said I needed to go for a walk. I needed to exercise. Or at least move around not in my pajamas.
I got up early, got dressed, rolled my recycling can up my incredibly icy driveway in the pretty darn chilly morning. Set my recycling can and looked up the street. The street I started our walks on. In the cold AMs Smokey loved. Started to cry. Went back home, put on my pajamas and have barely left the couch.
I’ll try again tomorrow.
