I slept a long time, but woke up with a headache. It's snowing and I forgot my blazer. So I am shamelessly sitting in the hotel breakfast room in a lavender striped shirt and a bright red jacket. I won't wear it when I go into places where people know me, but it's cold and my shirt is short sleeved.
No word from home, so I asume things went well. I'm not looking forward to therapy with John. So much ground to cover, and he has yet to accept much responsibility.
Wish the headache would go away.
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