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I finally slept well last night for the first time in weeks (maybe months, I've lost track). It felt so good, even though I wanted even more when the alarm went off this morning. Maybe it holds hope for a resumption of normalcy at some point...

I cannot wait until this weekend, which is the first in a long time I haven't had something to do or somewhere to be. After awhile of that, even the fun things seem like a burden. Now, if I can just find the energy to get my house in a more decent order, that would be great.

I've started another round of cleansing my possessions. I went through about six more boxes yesterday and am pretty much giving it all to goodwill or throwing it away. It feels so good to purge, and my ability to let go of things right now is strong. If it's not sentimental (and even then, some things still have to go), it's most likely out of here. I am starting to think I might need a dumpster.

My grass needs cut. Badly. I hate lawn work. I need a cute lawn boy to mow the grass with no shirt on. Applications being taken...

I know, the 365 days of snark is turning into 365 days of blogging. Now that I might be less tired soon, I'm sure the snarkiness will return in full force. I have a hard time keeping my inner voice in check a lot of the time ("did I just say that out loud?") and it is bound to rear it's head again in the near future.