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I was wondering how far Puerto Rico was from Florida. Two hours flight time. That explains the long flight from Chicago.

Zara is clinging to me. I was missed. And Mimi is glued to my lap.

Woke up with my alarm for once. it's a gray, rainy day.

I checked into the airfare to St. Lucia and, wow, it's expensive. I looked for Oceania to send me a brochure, but they’re all online.

I'm so tempted to skip choir but I better not. We're off next week and our concert is in December. I'm so tired though.

The real estate agent for my mom’s house called. He has an offer, but the buyer wants money back as a concession. We’re dubious about it, and he expects another offer to come in.

Got my new driver’s license and I actually like the picture! Shocking!

Went to rehearsal. The choir director was glad to have me back. We’re down to the last couple of rehearsals before the concert. No rehearsal next week.

I’m thinking of going to bed soon. I have an Italian lesson tomorrow morning, but I can’t pay her until Wednesday. I’ll see what she says.