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I'm feeling out of sync with everything--anxious and fragmented. I can't seem to settle down--it's like I'm a bubble or balloon and keep floating away from the earth. Nothing seems to moderate the feelings--neither sleep, food, or such. I think I would feel better if I were to do some moving/dancing--but there's nothing on the agenda until Tuesday and the weather is not helping. It is windy and cold--despite the bright sunlight and broken clouds. It feels chilly to the bone when I venture out--I had a meal at the Indian place and my afternoon latte. Neither felt like it helped with my sync issue--and associated baggage.

Daughter and fiancé are busy making a nest for the new bird that's on his way--they are reshuffling their spaces to accommodate another babe. It will be happening soon--along with the month of B-day celebrations.

I don't know what happened--but last night my FitBit did not record any sleep data. I know I slept some--and some that was fairly steady. But nothing on the wires (or wireless) this morning--just a note that I had no sleep entries. Also my FitBit doesn't sync with my laptop--without me jumping through several non-intuitive hoops and loops. I eventually get things synced--but not without some effort.

I started my tax returns--using good old TT. Thank goodness for its assistance--otherwise I'd have to take it to one of the return outfits. Doing it at home on my own is wonderful--but also a bit difficult in spots due to the IRS reporting requirements. Can't have it all I guess--always has to be someone wanting to make changes to the process. Where's the flat rate model--the one we always hear about around election times?