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Cinco de Mayo--ola! Did massage and dance class today but skipped on PD support group meet. There was supposed to be an email summoning everyone--but none came. I spent the time crafting a query to my email people--which in retrospect might have been really dumb. I responded to the TOS violation notice that I received--and realized after sending it that that too might have been a phishing missive. It was well worded--but had a "click me" link that I tried. On my mobile--it launched a supposed image of the resultant phishing screen that had been cited as a violation. If it was another level of phishing--it was well done. It fooled me--but that's easy to do these days.

Massage was great--S did her complete restoration as usual. I walked out of the clinic floating on clouds--real and imaginary. It had started to rain--and more was promised. The mist of the massage carried me through dance class--I wasn't fully there, cognitively, but movement felt good and I just relaxed into the flow.

Poised to try the "clean the toilet with diet coke" experiment--looks good on the YouTube videos so will see what really happens. It's a cheap experiment--especially if it reduces heavy scrubbing. We shall see--said the blind mouse!

I didn't get quite enough sleep last night--I was up late surfing for info on hacking and cleaning toilets. Will roll up early tonight--and let FitBit reveal the outcome. Dance class tomorrow--and a regular dance on Sunday, Mother's Day.