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MD's 99th B-day acknowledgement is drifting to a close--she got a few gifts, some festive foods, some gathering of the clan, and such. But now the party is over--and she's working on her 100th!

My ex and her new man friend spearheaded cooking up a brunch--and then we disbanded and went our ways. I headed to the gym--put together an hour of workout which felt great. I came back home and the party people were gone--I grabbed some sleep.

The pregnant daughter, her daughter, and her mate all have been felled by something--probably a cold or flu from the people who were at the overnight. I get a little leery about eating stuff that may have been subjected to whatever they are fighting--I keep to my own food items and things I buy that are unlikely to be contaminated. I have enough issues--don't need any more.

Today seems like Sunday--but it's not. Tomorrow is--and I can catch up on some sleep and prep for the coming week's adventures. There will be dental, dancing, dermal work--and other adventures perhaps.

I filed my tax returns today--or rather the TurboTax robots did that for me. My to-do list gets smaller--and it also keeps growing. To-do lists--uber alles! Time to fold the tent--I've paid the rent!